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Feb 2012
I sat today and thought over a thousand times about this.
It has been roaming in my mind for the past day or two.
I just wish that there was a much easier way that I could tell you.
I wish that you would automatically know when you look at me.
But that is not an option in this.
I wish that there was one hundred hours in the day so I could sit
in the oak tree and pluck off all it's leafs.
But that is not a option I want to take.
I guess that I am  just trying to say that ten years from now,
I want you to be the one holding me and keeping me safe
from all possible harm that comes my way....
Bit i know that is not an option for me.
In need of a Friend
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