We Have A Voice Too

To A Friend No. 3

Another friend,

Another story.

You're beautiful.

You moved.

You're depressed.

You know it, but you don't try,

To talk to me.

You tried to suffocate yourself.

You were the first person,

I ever told,

That I had self harmed.

You self harmed,

I begged you not to.

I talk to you when I'm depressed.

I make you more sad.

You've gotten worse.

Moving away and such.

I love you.

I'd act like, 

Your lesbian lover 

In a bar if you needed me to.

You're the most amazing person I've ever met.

So full of energy...

I love you.

Stay beautiful:*