I know you say you're there. Sometimes I just want to be alone.
The thoughts are too much to be near you. To even lift a bone.
If things were different, I'd have told you sooner.
Yet, I can't bring myself to tell you. I feel like some type of loser.
But please know, I still think of you. And I love you as your best friend.
You're always on my mind. So please don't be afraid.
"I love you."
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Life Of Reality
PoetryPoems. From young to old. Happy to unhappy. Friends to family. Poetry to many lines of words. Only one author to write it all. ×××× Ranks: #27 in meaning
