I don't know your name,
your face,
your smile,
your persona,
your personality.
I've never laughed with you,
talked with you,
or seen you face to face.
But
I know your
wants,
your needs,
your losses,
your loves.
Your whispered secrets,
your dying voice,
your silent screams for help.
I know that I'll always save you,
reach out a hand,
and squeeze you so tight you can hardly breathe.
I'll always listen when you need me,
hurt when you hurt,
worry when you're silent.
You know me not by name,
but we've spoken once or twice.
I consider you a friend, and I hope you consider me one, too.
I just wish I could tell you how much you mean to me.
I wish you would believe me when I say that you are
loved,
wanted,
needed,
known.
Perfect in all of your flaws.
For a friend. Alas, even if they read this, they'll never know who it's about.. I just wish they understood that despite everything, I'll be there..
