I wrote this yesterday when I read through a poem that was written to me last summer. The boy who wrote it probably doesn't remember it, but I do. I keep it with me to remind me of my friend. If you read this, (unnamed guy), thank you. You've saved my life quite a few times.
So I read through your poem
The one that you wrote for me
And it made me cry
I don't know how or even why you care
After all, I'm just a screw-up
Yet you seem to love me
And I know you're a Christian and love everyone
I can't help but wish we could have stayed longer
Maybe then I'd understand it better
I know I messed up
Alot
But you still talk to me, you still pray for me
And as much as it scares me,
Thank you
I told you last night how love scares me
Makes me retreat inside myself
And the idea, just the thought
Of a Christian guy
Only a teenager, not yet seemingly required
To say you love even the one who hates you the most
Scares me even more
Even if you say it's unconditional and there are
No mistakes big enough to cause hate
I'm going to screw-up
Major
But thank you anyway
It really helps to know
You'll always be there for me
Even if I don't want you to be
Thanks, bud.
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