You'd see your worst nightmares.
You'd see broken hearts.
You could see lost and faded poetry.
Oh yes, it's full of boggarts.

And when you reach the core,
Nothing you'll see is true.
You'd see us being lost together,
Making love on 7th avenue.

You'd see a torn apart soul,
Shattered into pieces.
It was my own fault,
With time, the pain eases

You'd see me pleasing you all day,
And of course, swapped around.
I'm actually wondering,
Somehow, you haven't found it out.

But I don't want it
To happen again

I'm slowly losing you,
But in a different way.

And for apologising
But I just know you don't care
A little bit

She's quite the people pleaser.
If only I could please her.

No one,
Has ever said,
They trusted me,
Loved me,
And cared for me.
That they've been trough it all,
And wanted to make sure I'm okay.

But you did.

But I'm really trying.

Wait
Did you just
Made me happy?
Made me feel loved?
Made me feel special?

Isn't that what friends are for?