Someone like you, Rarely comes along.. ( Archived) (7)

Who Are You....That's what I kept thinking, I never knew Someone like you, would ever come along. But there you were, Not a lover but a friend. You were the answer to a prayer, that I didn't quite pray that way, But you have been a friend, who picked me up, when I lost my grip and hit the floor.

I remember when my world crumbled around me, I was sad and felt so all alone, No where in sight was their comfort from all the things that went so wrong.
My Heart was broken, my thoughts were scattered, their was an emptiness in my soul, My whole world seemed tattered.

I didn't know who you were, or why you came my way, a stranger in deed but wasn't here to play. You gave your time to comfort my soul, helped me get through some days, and over come this blow. The things you saw in me, I use to be, How could you have known, and put it words that even I could see, you were on to me, and their was no doubt, you could see right through me, you figured me out.

You asked for nothing, yet gave me your all, you lifted me up when I felt useless and so small,
I kept asking my self how can this be, a total stranger, their must be something, I just don't see. You kept telling me over and over this soon shall pass, My day is coming and this won't last. You always seem to know just what to say, that helped me through yet another day.

I don't know where you came from or why your here, you just show'd up when it was cloudy and full of fear. It didn't matter how low I felt, you were always there to remove my doubt, Kind words and positive thoughts, were hard to accept, Who are you, and would I soon regret. I slowly opened my thoughts and heart, the more we talked, the more I would impart, those things buried deep within my heart. You handled them with care, as if they were your own, you've shown me something I've never known.

You understood my fits of rage, my anger to lash out, that seem to be my cage, I was bitter and sad, Confused with a broken heart, thinking I've just lost everything I had. But then you came along to comfort me, and made me feel glad, suddenly all those things didn't seem so bad. I have no idea how to repay you for all that you have been, How could I return this to you, My sweet new friend. You told me to do what was done for you, pay it forward the next time you see, another person who who's heart has been broken like you and me.

From the Chronicles of Poco

thats what friends are for....

El Gusto Es Mio..The pleasure is mine...

Thanx for reading...

I understand what you're saying very well. True friends don't come along everyday, we know many, but only a few really know us, or take the time too. But yes having a good friend is, something we all can appreciate.

Thanx for your thoughts..