My Darkest Time

I think this came from either English or Religion class, when we were talking about how everyone experiences everything differently, so you never really know what someone else is going through.

"I know how you feel."

Really?

No.

You don't.

You've never been so close

you can feel the tingling

in your fingertips and toes

and then feel it whoosh past

your cheek

as you just miss it.

You haven't had his fingers

ghost over your cheek,

as if he was going to grab you

and kiss you

only for him to

stroke your cheek and tell you:

"Let's be friends

forever"

You've never had your heart

lifted up

higher than you even thought was possible

only for it to come

crashing back down,

down...

Down.

Until it hits the ground

hard.

You haven't gone out

and sat by the lake

until the darkness

of the night creeped in;

until the empty place where

your heart

used to be has frozen over,

and you have a brand new

frozen

heart of ice.

And you have never

waited out the patient

days and weeks

and months and years

until the ice melted

and then he came along

and shattered it

all

over

again.

So how can you say

you know how I feel?