so there's this girl who sits by the window and whispers. i can see her breath against the glass and it hurts to watch. she has her knees drawn up under her chin and tears in her eyes. her heart is screaming out ready to burst through its cage. i can't see out the window, through the grey dense fog that seems to want to feast on her soul and she's breaking and i'm helpless like i'm behind my own window. i want to break the glass between us and take her in to my world but i don't, i just watch impotently with tears in my own.