Dedicated to my Best Friend
"I wish you were here," "I wish you came back,"
But wishing doesn't seem to work.
Doesn't remove the corner of black.
It seems that everywhere, darkness lurks.
How could I say sorry, when it clearly doesn't help?
How could I comfort you, so that you feel better?
How could I tell you I wish you weren't by yourself?
When you feel your heart is gone, your ember.
But I want you to know, I'm so glad,
That you trust me in what you say,
That through the good, and the bad,
We'll be best friends anyway.