Apr 03, 2005 18:37
This I wrote for someone that I was unfair to, and since he wouldn't talk to me, I slipped him this as a note instead:
My heart is aching to tell you the words I cannot say
I act out strangely, and push you away
I was rude and unkind. I did some terrible things
Lost in translation, my words lost their meanings
You were kind to me, and you put up with me
I’m not always the best friend, I can be crummy
Even when you can’t figure me out, and I seem to be crazy
‘Cause I do things on a spur, and I act rashly
Know that even though what I say and how I feel conflict
That you’re my friend, and I’ll always love you to bits