Wednesday, February 19, 2014

It's an Odd Kind of Thing.

I hardly know you.

How is it that you can care
for me so much more than
the many I've known all my life?

You're always there to remind me
that even though the semblance of friends
I seem to have is scarce,
I don't need them to survive.

There is beauty in the fact
that there will always be someone
in my life to remind me that I'm not alone.

Someone to help the past relationships stay in the past.