Would it really be so goddamn terrible if we just stopped lying to ourselves and everyone around us for once? Do we think we're doing everyone a favor by sparing them the agonizing details of every emotion that is currently coursing through our veins?
But no, it's much easier to put up this armor that we've all created...to pretend that we're perfectly fine. The only problem is that when we do eventually get to the point of a complete breakdown, nobody knows how to handle it because we've been sending the message to them that we're totally okay.
I act like I don't miss you at all.
You act like you don't even know who I am.
But on those occasions that are happening more and more often, we make eye contact, just for a second. And I know that you're not as well off as you always pretend to be.
"When I looked up and saw you,
I know that you saw me.
We froze both for a moment in empathy.
I brought down the sky for you,
and all you did was shrug.
You give my emptiness a name."
I don't understand why you pretend that you can't see me.
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