She will know the weight of my hand the strength of my friendship but never the love within my heart for her,she will see the compassion of my heart because of her presence but not know the man she changes me into when she is around,she will hear my cry's and sooth my pain but never know that she has healed a wound but most of all she will never know that the sight of her brings hope and that at night she is the bearer of dreams that keep love alive and loneliness at bay and it all begins with her smile.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
This was written off a feeling that had been birthed out of the kindness of a close friend in which whom because of the person she has been to me would allow me to be what ever she needed me to be for her when she was hurt,confused,depressed etc.Her kindness new no bounds when it came to me and in return my actions were without limit if i needed to bring a smile to her face or warmth in her heart.I was undeserving of her love because of who i was to everyone else and my view on anyone outside of the very sight of her.Even now I will stand firm and say she will be the closest to heaven i am ever going to see and for that i would take on all her pain that i could.