I almost feel like I shouldn't post this

My heart beats in my stomach.

I lie on the ground.

Stomach to the floor,

legs, bent at the knees,

up in the air.

Hands typing away,

attempting to cheer

everyone.

It's weird,

not having a happy conversation with you.

You're not the same;

sadness is overtaking your body.

Makes me cry,

knowing you feel even worse than I do

and I can do nothing to change it.

Then, a glimmer.

Maybe.

Almost.

Not made by me.

By a good friend, yes.

A better friend...?

Probably.

I can't help.

I cannot help.

I can't help you or him or any of them.

I can't even help myself.

This isn't trivial stuff anymore.

We're getting into

the serious things

of life

at only fifteen.

Are we even that close?

Could we fall apart?

Probably.

I miss you.