I am your friend
when I am sad,
You're the closest
thing I ever had.

Bricks in the wall
not even as close
as we are.

You are there
in my nearest
weakest thought.

Like a skeleton
in my closet,
like a shadow
wherever I walk

Behind the scenes,
and on the tip
of my tongue.
You're the air
I breath and
filling my lunges.

You're there in my bed,
The cold pillow
I turn to.

I am your friend,
when I am sad.
Through thick
and thin as water.
You come inside,
and bury my thoughts
of sorrow.