I am
That kind of person
Who can easily make new friends
And also the one to easily lose one.

But it hurts me
Because I fell in love with
Every single person
I make friends with.

I fell in love
With each of their smile
Their words and their minds
Their pain and their happiness
Their uniqueness.

Sometimes it hurts to
Be the kind of string
That would get tangled up
So easily.

It's a different kind of pain
*If you're feeling what I'm feeling.