I'm Here

     I'm one of those friends in the group that's only there when someone needs to talk. And I listen.
     I listen and listen. And I never tell, I only listen. I don't give advice, I comfort, and I listen.
     I've heard it all. Pregnancies, peer pressure, drugs, depression, secrets, sexuality. All of it. I'm the secret keeper and I'm okay with that. I can listen to anything really. Sometimes I listen so much that I've heard other peoples secrets. People I don't know very well just let it out when I'm there. They just break and spill it all out on me. And I listen.
     I observe too. I can see the quivering lip as someone tries to keep their face straight, trying to hide their emotions. I see the person who's insecure about themselves, and I see the idiot who did 'it'. But I don't tell anyone.
     Even when I don't want to see and don't want to listen, it just happens. So I shut up and listen.
     But when it's with friends I always want to listen, because they need someone to listen too, and so I listen. And I love them even more, because they opened up to me, because they chose me to know their heart aches. So that I can lift some of the weight off their shoulders and put it on mine. I love to listen and to know the person who speaks. So it you need someone to talk to, I'm here!
screamingstranger screamingstranger
13-15, F
May 9, 2012