I want to come up to you and say hi so bad.
I want to introduce myself.
I want to get to know you. Hopefully become friends with you, but I don't.
You've been there for so long. For some reason I just can't bring myself to come up and say hi.
I hate this feeling so much.
It seems so stupid, but I've been hurt so much before, I've made so many friends before, and where are they all now? No one stops by to say hi.
No one comes along to visit.
No one knocks on the door just to smile and say hey, how's your day anymore.
I want that so bad and that's why I want to come over.
I want to say hi.
I want to see if you're different. I want to see if you'll actually stick around.
I want to see if you'll be a true friend.
I want to see if you'll be that friend that I've been looking for?
The one that stays.
If you have to go in the end, I want to know if you'll be that friend who still calls me, or just knows when I'm down and when I need you the most; the way I would for you.
I wish I could meet you.
I wish that I could come over.
I wish I could say hi, but I can't. There's too much hurt.
Too many years of it.
Too many years of saying goodbyes.
Maybe tomorrow I can find the strength to try again.
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How Do I Start Again
PoetryTrying to start over can be the best or most terrifying experience of your life. Be brave, be strong, hold on with both hands. If you fall down brush off the dust and keep trying. It's worth it.
