She sat down, once again contemplating something she shouldn't. The glass mask she chose to wear became more of a burden than she thought it would be. Lies spilled from her tongue everyday of her life as she went on living. No body would ever understand the pain that swelled in her chest.
'Sweet candy with a bitter center' she thought scrutinizingly. 'That's all I am...'
She wasn't far off either. She was the sweetest girl you'd find. This girl would always being helping those around her, but no one was there to help her. She grew up with mild depression, so a sewn up smile was all she had.
It ruined everyday for her and she didn't know what was going to become of her. Sometimes she'd get so angry and sad that she didn't even feel like herself.
She thought she was going insane...until she found a candle.
This candle lead her through the deep darkness of her own despair and let her genuinely smile.
"Matthew..." she whispered softly to the air. Her good friend was all she ever had. He had picked her up when she was down and helped her mend what felt like irreparable wounds.
"I'm broken..." she cried out in a murmur. "I should have noticed...you were too..."
Their bond was strong and she never left his side. She had grown to love her Canadian friend, but he would never learn of this fact.
The candle's flame had been snuffed out by it's own wax, leaving her in the dark.
She began to curl up in a ball as she reminisced on the day they first met.
She had gone through a particularly rough day when she found him staring out at a lake that was at the edge of the local park.
"It's beautiful...isn't it?" she murmured sweetly, forcing her lips to curve into a smile.
The boy didn't respond at first, thinking she wasn't talking to him.
She walked over and sat next to the usually invisible Canadian. "Are you okay?" she asked thoughtfully.
He finally pulled his eyes from the clear water and glanced into her (e/c) orbs. "Y-Yea..." he whispered.
"It doesn't seem that way..." she murmured, voiced laced delicately with clear concern.
He shook his head. "I was just zoned out." he murmured. "Don't worry."
The girl decided not to pry and whispered. "What's your name?"
"Matthew..." he smiled a little, though he figured she wouldn't remember.
"Matthew..." she repeated, testing his name on her lips. "I'm _____."
He blushed hearing his name run so casually from her silky voice. His heart began to warm up as he smiled at her.
Hesitantly the kind girl wrapped her arms around him in a fond manner. "Will you be my friend?" she whispered softly, her voice this time gave away how much she needed this.
He froze for a moment before wrapping his arms around her and nodding sweetly. "Of course."
Tears slipped from her eyes as she fell from her beautiful memory and crashed back to the horrible reality surrounding her. She clutched the park bench roughly, digging her nails into the wood that had been softened by rain and other forms of weathering.
Sitting at the edge of the water was her only friend, her only light.
"Why didn't you tell me!?" she screamed out to the atmosphere.