I know its bothering you still. No reason why it wouldn't. The elephant in the room. I worry constantly, And I wonder how you're doing, But I don't want to pry.
But if it ever comes to mind, You can talk to me. Maybe it'll help. And maybe I can be a shoulder to cry on For once.
You can trust me With anything.
Saw a poem and thought I'd post this. I love you, Sage.