Fake..

He is awake when I come.
His face just as white as his pillow.
He is trying to smile at me...trying to be brave.
I am too..but all I realy want to do is to throw myself into
his bed and sob.

I dont want him to be brave. I want him to open up now...or
else I think he might end up in psyk. again..
He needs to scream and curse and cry...but as far as
I know he has not done any of those...
He fakes a smile and pretend nothing has happened.
And my heart bleeds for him...but I too put on this
stupid happyface..and hates myself for doing so..

This is so hard..I don't know what to do
and life feels so fragile right now..