He felt the feelings
I cried through my songs,
So he told me to stop.
Stop hiding,
stop crying,
stop pretending,
And start telling
Everything, from the bottom
to the top.
He listened,
he stayed,
And promised to never go away.
He was indeed a friend
You never ask for but get.
He just shows up one day,
To fix all the wreck,
To heal all your wounds,
To give you the best hugs,
And to keep your heart warm and true.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
He felt the feelings
I cried through my songs,
So he told me to stop.
Stop hiding,
stop crying,
stop pretending,
And start telling
Everything, from the bottom
to the top.
He listened,
he stayed,
And promised to never go away.
He was indeed a friend
You never ask for but get.
He just shows up one day,
To fix all the wreck,
To heal all your wounds,
To give you the best hugs,
And to keep your heart warm and true.
For a friend I miss, for a friend I need.
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