There's a girl I know,
I won't tell you her name.
She's been through so much;
as much as me, but I think more.
She has someone in her life,
someone she could never leave.
Who she loves more than life;
who she sees in her future;
who she wants more than air.
But this someone doesn't love her back;
doesn't love her like that.
And it kills her.
I held her in the parking lot today,
as she cried into my shoulder,
shaking uncontrollably,
hit with the loss of her love.
She has been there for me through my situations
that seem to be incredibly similar to hers.
I will never forget what she's done.
I pray to God, she finds a source of light;
she heals;
she is whole again.
But most of all;
I pray that I don't end up
exactly like her.