Infront of people,you would be fine,an average happy person that people could turn to for advice and comfort.

Yet there was one person who knew the real you and wanted to help you.

Your boyfriend and bestfriend—Scaramouche.

He wanted you to get help,he would help himself if he could.But you always insisted you were fine,that you were just burned out,that you were okay.

But deep down,you were just burying the fact deep inside you;

You weren’t okay.