Don’t, Please Don’t!
Don’t tell me. I don’t want to hear it because I am going to get sad, very sad. Don’t say that you don’t like the way I look, that I am a shell of the person I was once. Don’’t even mention the shadows under my eyes or the hungry look my face wears. I don’’t want you to lie, but words without a possible solution behind them mean nothing to me. Words that lead somewhere, those are the ones I appreciate.