all those nights i spent. by your side.
and all the times that ive been saying.
this is the last poem im gonna write.
i try and i fight.
to believe your alright.
but when i ask you are you ok.
you say "i dont know" but smile anyway.
all you do is smoke and do drugs.
go ahead and have fun.
cause im doing kinda the same.
but im not a drop out or anything.
if they really cared you wouldnt have hickeys.
all over the place.
and you come to me crying.
then you lie to my "face"
i tell them that its different.
that they dont understand.
like on your fuckin birthday
when i held your hand.
valentines day is hard now.
cause ill always think of you.
and you might not believe me
but its true.
i hope you get what you want in life
and i dont expect you to talk to me ever again.
cause ive gone away from you now, like "you" want.
i messed up time and time again.
but no one is perfect.
time might not be able to mend.
but if you ever need me snoogie im here.
im here. im here. im here.
to be your friend.
to hold your hand in the strawberry fields, where nothing is real.
smile like you mean it Stephanie.
i love you always.
♥