Sometimes I lie in bed

Staring at the ceiling

Watching the fan blades turn.

And thats when I begin to think

About the test in Geometry tomorrow

Or about whatever’s going on in theater

And then my mind travels to a whole different world

One where I don’t want to be.

A world where no one seems to care

And the only thing I can do is a cry.

Tears begin to stream down my face and I can’t stop them.

I shake I tremble I try to think of something else of someone else

My phone buzzes

I grasp it on my hand scared to read the message

My fingers tremble as I type in my password

I look at the message and everything melts away.

“I miss you too.”

A smile spreads across my tear stained face.

Although I’m breaking I’m not broken yet