Shaking my head I say to myself Things I do for friends How it meant something so different only an hour ago. I tell others, Strive for your dreams, and let your wings take you there Why I never take my own advice, I'll never know. I go upstairs with a present in hand. Worked hard on, toiled with my heart. A sign of friendship. Things I do for friends. But then, I see someone else there. I see her face, I see her smile, I see her laugh with someone else. Things I do for friends... Strive for your dreams I said, yet why did i kill mine. Why did I strive to never let it happen. Why did I strive to get them together. Things I do for friends. Now I sit here, writing to you my friends. Confused at myself, searching for an answer that won't be found. Hurt myself for the happiness of others, things I do for friends. Maybe one day we'll be friends again, maybe one day closer. But that day can not come soon for the sins I caused against myself. Now I just grasp on imaginary hope. The things I do for friends, will they ever do the same for me?
Reason for writing:
I would hope that maybe you understand why I wrote this but what I said. This is the first time in my entire life that I found someone that I would happily give up my life for.... I guess I did, now I just have to live in the horrid death.
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