My Dear Friend,
I am always scared that you will tell me this is the end, will you do that my friend? You are my best friend, and I will trust you till the end. I call you all the time because the silence kills me, and I can't stand that my friend. You know so much about me, and I don't regret a thing I've said. You don't answer my calls all the time and that is painful and I can't pretend. I try to hide my worries and fears but I'm afraid that my doubts will become real life nightmares. I never wish to hear you say "Its been nice, but I have to tell you good bye, my friend." Will you be there till the end? I know you say you won't change but that isn't true because all humans do. It isn't easy worrying about loosing a great friend. You haven't done anything that would suggest departing but I can't get that in my head. What is wrong with me, my friend? What? Trust? No, like I said I will trust you till the end. It's life and situations that I worry will threaten our closeness and bound, my friend. I remember many of our conversation and each time I wonder, is this the last one or not yet? I feel like our friendship is a hour glass and the sand is almost running out, so I want to enjoy you while I can. Do you understand me, my friend? I battle with this all the time in my head, no matter what you've said. I know this must stop and my madness must come to an end. I will no longer burden you with such a promise and ask you the same question again and again. I am stopping my madness, and I will no longer pretend. I will be freed from such a prison, and be me again my friend. I never want to loose this friendship but I have to let go and not tie the rope again and again. I believe you, and will hope for the best my friend. Is it worth worrying about again and again? Well, you are dear and our friendship is sincere. But at some point all good things do end, and it could be us my friend. No, No, I'm at it again. I am letting go and letting you be whatever you choose to be in the end. I love you, I will always love you and that I can never pretend. Maybe we are the exception to the rule and will hold hands and laugh as long and as much as we can. Ah, wouldn't that be nice my friend? I believe you, and if you change I won't get mad or seek revenge. I will understand you couldn't keep a promise that wasn't meant to be kept. I will enjoy every minute I can, and you will always be my friend. Who knows, maybe I will change and I can't pretend. I hope I never hurt you or desert you in a world that knows no friend. You are my best friend, and I believe we will make it to the end.
I am always scared that you will tell me this is the end, will you do that my friend? You are my best friend, and I will trust you till the end. I call you all the time because the silence kills me, and I can't stand that my friend. You know so much about me, and I don't regret a thing I've said. You don't answer my calls all the time and that is painful and I can't pretend. I try to hide my worries and fears but I'm afraid that my doubts will become real life nightmares. I never wish to hear you say "Its been nice, but I have to tell you good bye, my friend." Will you be there till the end? I know you say you won't change but that isn't true because all humans do. It isn't easy worrying about loosing a great friend. You haven't done anything that would suggest departing but I can't get that in my head. What is wrong with me, my friend? What? Trust? No, like I said I will trust you till the end. It's life and situations that I worry will threaten our closeness and bound, my friend. I remember many of our conversation and each time I wonder, is this the last one or not yet? I feel like our friendship is a hour glass and the sand is almost running out, so I want to enjoy you while I can. Do you understand me, my friend? I battle with this all the time in my head, no matter what you've said. I know this must stop and my madness must come to an end. I will no longer burden you with such a promise and ask you the same question again and again. I am stopping my madness, and I will no longer pretend. I will be freed from such a prison, and be me again my friend. I never want to loose this friendship but I have to let go and not tie the rope again and again. I believe you, and will hope for the best my friend. Is it worth worrying about again and again? Well, you are dear and our friendship is sincere. But at some point all good things do end, and it could be us my friend. No, No, I'm at it again. I am letting go and letting you be whatever you choose to be in the end. I love you, I will always love you and that I can never pretend. Maybe we are the exception to the rule and will hold hands and laugh as long and as much as we can. Ah, wouldn't that be nice my friend? I believe you, and if you change I won't get mad or seek revenge. I will understand you couldn't keep a promise that wasn't meant to be kept. I will enjoy every minute I can, and you will always be my friend. Who knows, maybe I will change and I can't pretend. I hope I never hurt you or desert you in a world that knows no friend. You are my best friend, and I believe we will make it to the end.
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