Middle Ground
Sometimes it’s obvious when a person you love is falling to pieces. Obvious in the way their smile no longer reaches their eyes, obvious in the way their laugh falls short, obvious in their growing silence. You smile for them, laugh for them, speak for them. You’re not truly blind, but in the face of their breaking, you shy away, clinging to the belief that all will be okay. If you smile hard enough, it will catch and be better.
Of course when you finally see, when you finally walk into a familiar scene and find it rearranged into a gross caricature of what you once knew, it also becomes obvious that there couldn’t have been any other conclusion. The pieces were going to fall because sometimes things can’t be fixed with smiles and laughter no matter how hard you try.
It’s obvious when a person you love is falling to pieces. But you love em, making it also the hardest thing in the world to see; because you love them, because it can’t be, because you’re there.