i'm okay,
but i'm not here
i regret nothing,
but i'm sad, anyway
my life, is so incomplete.



thats the problem, its incomplete.
there's a part of me missing
i'm not longing for a man
thats too typical
and i'm not typical
i long for friends who love me
for me
i long for strong friendships
that will last
i long for a certain kind of friendship
one that i know, if something serious happened in my life
they'd be there for me
no questions asked
no ridicule
just love and understanding
IS THAT TOO MUCH TO FUCKING ASK?