Just some things I've wrote

Who knew

Here he is. Your best friend.
Here he is. Comforting me.

Why? Because of you.
You broke me.
You hurt me.
You left my scars open.

And who left to heal me but your best friend himself.

It may seem mad. Or even crazy.
But he cares for my emotions more than you ever did.

You broke me and he's fixing me.
Picking up the wreckage you left.

He's picking up the pieces and although they're not all there, he's trying.
He's trying because of you.