I should've taken my chance with him while I had it.
He would've treated me right.
He would've loved me and held me higher than anyone else.
He would've continued to save me from everything, just like he used too.
He would've done anything in the world just to see me smile.
As cliché as it is, he just wanted me to be happy, because he knew how much unhappiness I am full of.
But I didn't take the opportunity, "Our friendship is to important to me," I'd tell him.
And it wasn't even that. I was just scared of ruining him, and his sweetness, and innocence.
Just like I'd ruined mine.
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A Collection Of Things I Am To Afraid To Say
RandomSometimes, writing down what you wish you could say, is enough to make you better.
