Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Holding hands.

I know you mean to help. I also know you get frustrated. Why wouldn't you? I run to you everyday and whimper about my problems. You are always there and always listen, giving advice from your own experience. I get it all, but my feelings won't change. It is not that I like the pain. It is not I don't understand.

I know you mean to see me happy, and that I don't help that much. But I'd like to thank you for your time, you help go through this harsh times.

When you get tired and bored of nagging and more, tell me. I won't be mad, I'll thank you instead. I know it takes time, and I'm no patient person, but thank you for sticking by my side.

I've known you for over a year now, and you've really become a great friend of mine.

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