I'm the friend that will be the most supportive, kind, and understanding in everything. I will be the biggest cheerleader and the biggest ride or die. But I know that that won't ever come back to me.
I know my love is rare. I haven't found someone like me yet. I don't think I will. My heart is too big for the empty hole that is this world.
My smiles hide the pain inside that no one ever sees. If I said a word, I would be a bad friend. But is lying any better? Double-edged sword. Only I ever get hurt.
How can I be a friend when the friend I need won't see beyond the surface. I'm yelling, "HELP ME". Please see me and not the version I keep pretending to be.
Please, put your glasses on and look at me. I need you. So desperately.
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Angel Adagio
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