I'll Carry The Weight Off Your Shoulders

She had an air that made people around her happy. No one knew that she had the weight if the world on her shoulders. She fake smiled her way through school, people actually believed she had a perfect life. She used to anyway, it wasn't perfect but it was better than the hell she was living in. 

Now she's just that pale faced tired girl with bags under her eyes; a pitiful sight. She can't stop worrying about the people around her, she's not sleeping; suffering from insomnia. She was used to the peace, quiet, and comfort of her own home but due to her sleeping arrangements, she now lives in chaos and noise. Sometimes the noise was real and sometimes it was her loud thoughts. Some nights she felt like her thoughts haunted her. 

She's suffering but she's still patient she's hurt but she's not broken. She won't cry, no, her pride wouldn't let her. She needed someone by her side to hold her and help her, but no one was there; they were all concerned with their own problems. But he, yes HE gave her hope. He'd stay awake all night waiting for her to sleep. Sooth her with his words until she feels peace; somehow he always knew what to say. He occupied her thoughts and got her mind off situations. He was patient with her, he listened when she rambled about her teachers, gave her advice when she had a problem, and calmed and soothed her when she cried. He was her hero -after her father-, her mentor, and her prince charming.

 It came as a huge shock to her when he told her about his feelings. After all, how can someone love a person who is as damaged as she is? She declined his feelings claiming that they weren't true. He was devastated but he stayed with her. She knew he was in love; it showed in his writings -he wrote arabic poems all the time-, but she never knew that he loved HER. 

She didn't realize that she was falling for him. After all, love works in mysterious ways. A few months later she realized that she can't live without him, she can't go a day without talking to him. His good morning messages were like caffeine to her system, they make her function properly. His lame jokes never failed to amuse her, and his flirting always made her cheeks stain red, her heart leaps at the mention of his name, and she can't bare the sight of him sad; she loved him. She hoped she wasn't late to realize it and that he didn't move on. 

She opened his chat and wrote down, "I love you", then clicked send.  

A few seconds later her responded, "What took you so long?"