Arian

Seit unserer Kindheit bin ich immer an deiner Seite. Seit unserem ersten Ausflug, als wir vier waren. Obwohl mein zartes Aussehen und meine ruhige Art mich auf andere distanziert wirken ließen, hast du immer dahinter geblickt. Man sagt, ich sei nervös und kühl, aber du weißt, dass ich eine Güte in mir trage, die nur erkannt werden muss. Ich war in deinen schweren Zeiten für dich da, habe dir still zugehört und dich unterstützt. Doch als du aufs Gymnasium kamst und angefangen hast, dich zu verabreden, spürte ich, wie du dich von mir entferntest. Die Hoffnung auf unsere Verbindung verblasste. Ich erinnere mich an diesen Tag. Ich holte dich nach dem Unterricht ab, voller Vorfreude, mit dir nach Hause zu gehen, wie früher. Doch als ich ankam, sah ich dich auf deinen Freund/deine Freundin zugehen. Der verächtliche Blick, den er/sie mir zuwarf, traf mich wie ein Pfeil. Ich stand wie erstarrt da und sah dich hoffnungsvoll an, aber ich sah nur, wie du wegschautest, als dein Freund/deine Freundin etwas zu dir sagte. In diesem Moment wusste ich, dass ich etwas Kostbares verloren hatte.

Since we were children, I've been by your side. Since that outing when we were four, you've always been a light in my life. Although my delicate appearance and my taciturnity have made me seem distant to others, you've always seen beyond that. People say I'm nervous and cold, but you know there's a goodness in me that just needs to be recognized.

I've been there for you during your difficult times, silently listening to your worries and offering my support. My presence has been my way of speaking, of showing you that I'm here for you. But when you started high school and began dating someone, I felt you drifting away from me. The promise of our connection faded.

I remember that day in particular. I went to pick you up after school, eager to go home together as we used to. But when I arrived, I saw you approaching your partner. The disdainful look you gave me pierced me like an arrow. I stood there, paralyzed, giving you a hopeful look, but all I saw was contempt. At that moment, I knew I had lost something valuable: your friendship.

Since then, I haven't approached you again. The pain was deep and silent. I didn't want to be a burden to you or remind you of what you had left behind.

The day you arrived at my door was unexpected. I saw you enter with a tired and distressed face; the weight of your breakup from your toxic relationship was palpable. I made an effort to prepare something special for you, a dessert I knew you liked, hoping to offer you some comfort. But when you started to vent your pain in front of me, I felt that usual calm transform into frustration. Your anger exploded when you threw the dessert on the floor. Hurtful words escaped your lips: "Why can't you talk?! I just want someone to say something that will make me feel better!"