Dear friend,
I know how you feel, I’ve been there too
I know you’re telling me to leave,
Deep down, you’re begging me not to
You’re scared, you’re sad, you’re tired
Tired of living in this word full of lies
Tired of people who hurt, people who leave,
And, let me tell you, friend,
I understand,
It happened to me, too
Until I found you
You showed me that friendship exists,
Even when you’re miles away and talk once a week
You are my friend, and when I was sad,
You did not leave
You don’t want to open up; you say you’re tired,
That we’re all the same,
Dear A, let me prove to you, that we aren’t
It doesn’t matter how hard you try,
It doesn’t matter what you say,
I am here to stay
I’ll be that annoying pop song you can’t get out of your head
I’ll be that one tree that follows you everywhere
That recurring dream you don’t quite understand.
Just, open up once more,
Tell me all of your fears, and reopen your scars,
I will help you heal
Tell me your story, and let me tell you mine,
What are your poems about? Are all they about Her?
Or is there more pain inside?
I promise I won’t judge.
Just, please, friend
Let me be there, don’t shut me out
And if you do, that’s fine.
Let me prove you that not all friends are the same,
Let me show you that I am a real one.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
Dear friend,
I know how you feel, I’ve been there too
I know you’re telling me to leave,
Deep down, you’re begging me not to
You’re scared, you’re sad, you’re tired
Tired of living in this word full of lies
Tired of people who hurt, people who leave,
And, let me tell you, friend,
I understand,
It happened to me, too
Until I found you
You showed me that friendship exists,
Even when you’re miles away and talk once a week
You are my friend, and when I was sad,
You did not leave
You don’t want to open up; you say you’re tired,
That we’re all the same,
Dear A, let me prove to you, that we aren’t
It doesn’t matter how hard you try,
It doesn’t matter what you say,
I am here to stay
I’ll be that annoying pop song you can’t get out of your head
I’ll be that one tree that follows you everywhere
That recurring dream you don’t quite understand.
Just, open up once more,
Tell me all of your fears, and reopen your scars,
I will help you heal
Tell me your story, and let me tell you mine,
What are your poems about? Are all they about Her?
Or is there more pain inside?
I promise I won’t judge.
Just, please, friend
Let me be there, don’t shut me out
And if you do, that’s fine.
Let me prove you that not all friends are the same,
Let me show you that I am a real one.
A, please let me help you.
