Feeling dead inside once again.
This time...
It's pain for your best friend.
But the thing is.
He's my life.
He's more family than anyone knows.
He's not just my best friend.
He's like my brother.
He's my twin.
He's the other half of me.
I wish I could take away his pain.
I wish I could help him.
He broke so hard.
Yet he tries to fight.
Feels like he tries to fight alone.
Make you feel like....I don't know.
He's my German *******.
He's my #1 cuddle bug.
I don't care what happens to me ever.
I'd die for him without thinking.
I wish I could take all his pain.
I wish that I could be there more for him.
I wish I could hug and hold him when he breaks.
I wish that whenever he feels like crying he can
come to me and we'll just cuddle and talk like
everything will be ok when we know that it won't be.

I can't get it out of my mind.
Can't get it out of my heart.
My soul is dying.