we're just human

when i first saw you, i noticed the bleak emptiness behind your skin. i saw the pain oozing out from your eyes like blood; it filled the air with its bitter presence, cloaking you within its ominous warmth and robbing you of the pride i can tell you once held dear. you looked so perfect: a beautifully broken boy, pieces of yourself scattered like the stars embedded in the night sky and i just knew that i had to save you from drowning.

you didn't know that i was watching you from across the dimly lit bar.
i didn't know that you'd destroy me.




**NOTE to any readers**
sorry this was so short - i think its up to you to decide what happens next. but just a quick heads up that this wasn't designed for the purposes of romanticizing mental health at all, its just the fact that the narrator sees it that way. bye :)