josh has been up and down the walls lately.
he had projects and test piling up weekly, along with club activities and helping the prom committee after school has been taking a toll on him. i don't know much about his home life. he never talks about it.

i hadn't said much because josh likes to push his limits but i definitely should have stopped him from the inevitable.

the way he slammed his book bag on my bedroom floor, breathing in deep and staring at the ceiling spoke enough volumes to know he was going to break.

he started sobbing when i said "hi."

that was pretty stupid of me to say.

i tried to comfort josh but he's too nice sometimes. he tells me he's sorry and that he'll get himself together as if i was demanding he pick himself back up.
i didn't expect him to so i just held him until he fell asleep. needless to say, seeing him torn did something bad to my heart.

a week later i decided to get josh something too. he deserved it. just for being lovely josh.

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