Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Do you get it?

I want to tell you something you should know,
Something that you might not want to hear.
It is, however, true of me, and so
If you would know me, I must make it clear.
I could not, nor would want to be aught else.
I am your friend and that I will be.
Please make a place for that within yourself.
Please love me as I am, as I love you
No differently from when I was a child.
I am the friend that you always knew
Save for one sweet way that fate has smiled.
Whatever you decide, I'll love you still,
For love heeds not the weather, but the will.

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