Her Regret

“Hey, are you crying? It’s okay, please don’t cry.” 
          My words proved to be useless as few drops of tear fell from her eyes ruining her mascara. 

“You will be fine.

These are just experiences, don’t regret upon it.” - She nodded silently and said something that just touched my heart, which doubled the respect I have for her. I started adoring her more. I tried saying something again, but I knew I sounded like a fool. None of these words were going to work for someone who had their heart broken.

It is easy to write something which touches people’s hearts. But when you are sitting right across a person, it is not same as writing. Your hollow words can do more harm instead of mending hearts. You have to be convincing and true. You can’t fiddle with keyboard and come up with soothing words. You have to feel them first and then speak them.

I raised my eyes and looked towards her face. She was sitting right next to me, sobbing silently. I tried to console her and made sure she saw a friend in me, not just her classmate.