She thought I would judge her

thought I would hate her

thought I would belittle her.

I held onto her hand like it belonged to me because it did, she belonged to me.

Her tear filled eyes met mine and I didn't , couldn't see past the emptiness.

Her eyes were empty, just like her words .

Her promises were broken just like my trust.

Her presence flowed freely yet not really there.

And I knew, she knew, they all knew she was never here.

She couldn't stay and I couldn't see her leave.

She was the tragedy that I desperately held on to because it was my only lifeline.

She was my lifeline.