Janeli Gallegos 8th period February 26, 2014

Her,

the girl who always had a smile on her face

The kind of smile that made you forget all that was wrong,

The kind of smile that brought joy to anyone who saw it.

The girl who laughed,

and made everyone else laugh.

The girl that you seek for advice.

The one that always knew what to say.

The girl that spent her free time volunteering,

trying to make everyone elses life easier to live.

She was always so happy.

So energetic,

So complete.

No one ever doubted that she was fine,

Not her parents,

Not her classmates,

Not her friends,

Not me.

I mean she looked perfectly okay.

She must have been perfectly okay.

But see, thats what so amazing about a smile.

Anyone can fake it.

If you were her, you were a master at faking it.

I didn’t know,

until I saw her.

I walked in on her hurting.

She was there,

lying on the floor,

silently weeping.

She looked up,

with eyes full of tears.

It was at that moment,

that I knew,

She was broken,

she was shattered.

The one that gave it all,

Craved it the most.

I tried.

I tried being her for a moment,

I tried to help.

But, it wasn’t enough.

I just want to say,

wherever you are,

that I’m sorry.