All I wanted was at least one friend,
Who would willingly listen
With an open, compassionate heart;
Someone who would never depart.
Someone who would give me advice
That would help me progress in life;
Someone who would envelop me in an embrace
And wipe the tears from my face.
Someone who would tell me stories
About their childhood and their dreams,
Their aspirations and goals,
The things that comfort their soul.
Someone who had no malicious intentions
And not only wanted attention,
Because they had no one else to turn to;
Someone down to earth, loyal and true.
Perhaps if I had someone like this back then,
I would not have felt much sadness;
Perhaps if I had a genuine ally at that time,
I would have been happier with my life.
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Before I Met You
Non-Fiction[Sorrows of the Past ─ Dear Fairnieves #1] Before I met you, I often felt unloved. As if no one cared about me or was interested in hearing about my aspirations and dreams. As if no one was willing to help me in my moments of dire need. As if I were...
