Fallen Angel

Her smile made the whole world light up.

Her laugh came right out of heaven.

Her eyes shined like stars.

She was the friend who wouldn’t judge you, no matter what you did. The person you could always count on.

She became a listener, if you needed someone to listen to you.

She became a cheerleader, the moment you’re afraid of suffering and think about giving up.

The soul of this woman was indeed pure. Like her heart.

Her heart was an open place for everyone who needed love, who searched for a home and a family, because she couldn’t accept seeing others in pain.

It was as if you didn’t need to tell her, she just knew, that you were hurt. She listened to the sound of your heart, looked deeply into your eyes and knew, what was going on.

This woman would have driven to your house in the middle of the night if you texted her, that you needed her. She would’ve come with jokes to light up your mood and hug you, when you can’t hold the tears.

Of all the people in the world, you trust her the most, because she kept your secrets for years, never left or hurt you and always put you first.

On the whole list of priorities, her friends and family have the first place.

But she isn’t here any more, because no one was ever there for her.

She did smile like the society was based of love and trust. She did say, that she was okay.

But would you really have cared if she had told you the truth?

Did anyone ever ask if they could do her a favour?

No.

Why would they?

She was always there, smiling and laughing.

She seemed to be an angel from heaven, even tho her life felt like hell to her.

To everyone she was the good friend, sister and daughter, but none of this was really her. She just continued to act perfect and to pleasure everyone around her.

And then one day she couldn’t act any more. She became to tired to smile. Her anxieties made her hide in her room, talking to no one, because she knew, nobody would care.

And now the angel flew back to heaven.