Feeling so insignificant to people you care most about has got to be one one the most terrible feelings ever.
she’s crying again.
and you hear her, upstairs, but you’re on the phone. you wrap up your conversation, and trek downstairs, wondering what is wrong.
you knock, and she jumps, wiping at her eyes, hoping you won’t see, that you didn’t hear.
you enter her bedroom and see her lying on her bed, tears smeared and an attempt at hiding.
“nothing, i’m just sniffly, and it’s making my eyes water..” her voice is rusty, as if it hasn’t been used in a while.
shut down, your facial expression falls from concerned to closed.
“are you sure?”
“yep!” she gives you two thumbs up. she never does that.
so you leave the room.
you’ve known this child for her entire life- yet you believe this terribly-told lie. how could you let her down like this?