Sunday, February 26, 2012

Poem #728


I grew up with you. 
We are family; not siblings, 
But it always felt that way. 

We told each other everything, 
We were always there for everything. 
We used to know everything. 

Now there are so many things that you don’t know, 
So many things I want to say,
But I feel like I can’t.

I am still here for you 
But I find myself wondering, 
If you feel the same way. 

I know you love me. I love you too. 
I trust you with all my heart, 
And I need your help more than ever before. 

 But I can’t get the words out.

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