Will you be there for me?
You say it all the time.
Well you used to anyway, remember?
Look at yourself now. You have not one care in the world you are happy, you have everything we used to dream about. Do you remember? Is it just me thinking about all the memories lately? All the moments when we laughed until we cried, the late night jam sessions, and the unknown destinations. Life, the one thing we always talked about, our dreams what we want to become, and most importantly that we were going to be together forever We always said we would always be there for each other, no matter what. I look back and laugh. Not because I'm mad, or pissed off,but because we were so confident nothing was going to break us apart. We thought that our lives would just work out, but we had two different paths. You partied and did all kinds of insane drugs, where as i stayed home and doodled in my notebook. Sometimes I tell myself "Maybe he'll stop the drugs, stop the one thing that is killing him." I wish I could have stopped you, stopped you before you took this plunge into the downward spiral.
I could have saved you,
we promised each other.
I would be there for you,
but you had to be there for me too.
You chose your battle, and lost.
I'm still fighting mine off, without you by my side. I wish you were still here, I still blame myself. I know you're doing better up there, thank you for pulling me out of the dirt. I just wish that when you pulled me above you didn't pull yourself under.
