It's moments like these that I wish you were here
Maybe not next to me or beside me
Just in my space, or around the corner
Or maybe I wish for a friend who was here
Who did sit beside me
I wish for comfort, for care.
But no, that's selfish.
It's selfish to want from others what you can't provide for them.
I do, I do provide for them comfort and care.
Maybe I just don't deserve it.
No one said that, no ever will.
But I think it daily, and I think I always will.
YOU ARE READING
Poems, So that maybe I'll feel alright.
Short StorySmall Poems to help get me through the night (I don't know what the fuck a poem is)
