i dont think anyone will actually read this,

but everytime i feel like this,
that certain memory pops up in my head.

i don't remember anything else from this night, i do not remember who i was with, how i got where i was, what day it was or even what month.

my day went horrible, my night went herendous.
and then i found you.

i was standing outside waiting and i spotted you sitting on the bench with your head or your hands, sobbing. i thought sure, this girls playing typical, possibly just some boy troubles.. 'i just got a phone call, my father just died'
my heart sank and with this complete stranger i wanted to cry my eyes out,
immediatly i put myself into her shoes.

i patted her back and started to hold her, i'd never felt that uncertain feeling as though.. well i shouldn't be touching you, we are both strangers but we are both miserable and i don't think it matters, given how you must be feeling..?

i could tell when i saw you, you didn't want attention but i would feel guilty without asking something, doing.. something.

a friend of her's arrived soon after and she began to walk away from us, she was so torn apart. that boy, her friend grabbed her and layed her down in the middle of the tiles next to the museum, he sat on his calfs, lifted her up onto his legs, wrapped her arms around her and held her.

that night i found that no matter how bad your life may be,
somebody else is always doing worse.