By Renée

 

Hello, my dearest you.

I have done something quite

strange, and weird.

Something a bit out of character,

at least for me.

I have broken my own promises;

I have divided from deep inside.

From what I know now,

from what I knew then,

yes, it still makes sense.

But, I did not account for my own loneliness.

It creeps inside my heart now,

but I know you need me now to be a friend.

And, here I’ll be for you.

I’ll be here just for you.

I’ll keep my mouth shut.

I have my entire life to express myself,

but right now you need me

to listen to you.

And, that’s something I know quite well how to do.

But, more than that, it’s what I want to do,

listen to you.

I’ll be here for you.

I’m sorry.

 

Editor: Makena Behnke