Walking along. I see you. Lonely. Hurt. Crying. Looking down. Wondering why. I put my hand on your sholder. You know it's me. I see your eyes closed. Yelling out loud. I hear the anger in your voice. See your hands shaking. Holding that card in your hand. You stand up. Dropping the box in your other hand. Falls to the ground. You turn around, facing me. Tears in your eyes. In mine too. We walk home. No words. Just a smile on your face. Showing a thank you for being there for me. I smile back. Showing an anytime.....
((dedicated to Brendan.... I'm ALWAYS there for you! Love ya!)).
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