Andrew

a poem about a friend of mine, who is really hurting.

What happened?

I haven't known you long, 

I may never really know you. 

but I've seen the pictures, 

I hear the stories.

what happened to you?

what happened to make you so bitter?

so cold?

so

hurt?

you used to seem so happy. 

you looked so full of life. 

and now,

you look,

dead.

sick.

angry.

the alcohol that runs through your veins speaks loud.

the smell of cigarettes on your clothes 

tells me you don't want to be here.

What happened to you that made you hurt so much, 

that you live to just hurt others?

why is it 

that it give you a high, to hurt me?

what you did, was not OK. 

but I forgive you. 

I see the hurt in your eyes.

I see the pain, the darkness 

everything you hide behind.

and I just pray.

I just pray that someday, 

you can tell me what happened,

to make you so bitter to the world.

because I love you.

I love you in ways that don't make sense.

we have no future, nor do I want one with you.

but I see you as a person who just needs love.

so that is what i'm going to do Andrew, 

I'm going to love you. 

Ill love you until love pushes everything else out of you. 

oh my dear Andrew, 

no one else will,

so I shall.

I love you. 

I know you don't like to hear that. 

But its true. 

so just except it, 

and maybe someday, 

you'll be able to love others back. 

Author's Note

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