blu-nght

"You know all I want to do is help." His gentle knocks echoed throughout the small apartment, breaking you of your trance. Your knees stayed tucked against your chest as your eyes flickered to the oak door. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes threatening to spill in a moments notice. But you wouldn't let them. What was there to cry for? You were just one of those people that didn't quite enjoy socializing. The term 'normal' was different for everyone. "It will only get worse..." The worry in his voice was so evident. Making it harder and harder to hold the river of tears from flowing down your cheeks. But you continued to hold them ba