I’ll be your handkerchief too, cover my sleeves with snot and tears it’s fine and I don’t mind.
I will be your cape too whenever you’re flying high and feeling like Superman. If you’re feeling good about anything in your life it’s a celebration, you already know I’m down.
Because anytime I can make you feel just a little bit better I’m going to make it my goal.
All because I love you and nothing more. And not the in that superficial way, I mean forever even when you’ve had your fill.
Because the word “friend” runs deep for me. It’s got a plethora of synonyms in my mind like “family.”
So when you need or want me don’t let the sentiment idle. I’m always a tap of the thumb away or closer.
And I know it’s too late now because you’ve come and gone. I know we had these talks before too.
But when it’s late and my mind wanders I always have the same thought running circles right behind my closed eyes.
I wasn’t done saying I love you. Not in all the ways I wanted to.
I hadn’t heard your laugh enough times to last me until I couldn’t hear anymore.
I hadn’t felt your body in my arms when we hugged long enough to remember it for the rest of my life.
And I’m not angry with you. I don’t blame you at all. I don’t know that I ever could.
But sometimes I wonder why I didn’t do more.
I’ll never know how I could have loved you enough for the both of us.