I held you in the hallway.

He broke down in class today…

the one thing that I vowed I’d

Never let him do,

Because I never wanted to see those blue eyes

Drowning.

-

So I took him into the hallway,

And whispered those words of

“it’ll be okay” to that broken boy,

even though I was thinking

who am I to promise him happiness?

-

And when I saw those kids on their lunch break

coming down the corridor,

I took him in my arms and rested my head on his shoulder

Hoping no one would see his misty eyes

And question him.

-

And yet, though I wanted him to rise from his sadness,

I couldn’t help but want to hold him forever.

-

Broken boy,

Never do that to me again.

a/n: He's worried about moving schools next year... I'm worried i won't be able to hold myself together if he does. I suppose this sin't really a poem... just spillage of emotion.