11 pm.
I'm laying on my bed,
wondering what's on your mind.
Hey budd,
I saw your fb post you're kinda sad.
I let you to know that,
When it comes to you I'm all ears.
I can listen to your rants, problems, jokes,
You can put your head on my shoulder.
Always remember if you're really down, you have me, forever and always.
YOU ARE READING
I'll whisper these on your dream, tonight.
Poetryproses and poems about someone that I felt home for months...but now I'm homeless. ps. I'm still learning, if you notice some grammatically incorrect you're free to correct me in a nice way, I'm willing to learn. :) status: completed
