I really don't understand it.
We're virtually strangers. The only link is through a friend. Yet i feel for him. Everytime something happens to him, i feel for him. I hope he's okay. I hope he's got an outlet. I feel his heavyness, i feel his burden, his pain. No we're not soul mates.
Yet on the other hand, I realize/know its pointless. No matter how bad a shape he is. He'll never say, and even if he does, not to me. So why do i even bother.
Yet i can't help but...
We're virtually strangers. The only link is through a friend. Yet i feel for him. Everytime something happens to him, i feel for him. I hope he's okay. I hope he's got an outlet. I feel his heavyness, i feel his burden, his pain. No we're not soul mates.
Yet on the other hand, I realize/know its pointless. No matter how bad a shape he is. He'll never say, and even if he does, not to me. So why do i even bother.
Yet i can't help but...
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