You can take it all out on me, But I'll refuse to see you as a enemy. You can ghost me, Just as long as if I know you're not buried in agony. I know things been rough lately. How much longer? How many voice-mails do I got to give you? How many letters shall I send? Wish you were here, wish I didn't have to pretend. More importantly I wish you were here when I need you. I've been embarrassing myself and I've been wrecking friendships. No one understands me as good as you did. I maybe have 2 maybe 3 by my side, but I know I should be greatful.... but I'm losing motivation and some pride. It's been 4 months since I last heard your voice. I get a text atleast every other 3 weeks. You've still have yet to learn how much you mean to me. Wish I could just give you my emotions and my eyes to show you.