if I could,

I would eat your pain.

I would add it to mine,

just so you could smile, once again.

to be strong, for a long period of time,

is to be slowly drained.

goodbye sanity,

sad reality,

where my friend is at death's door.

I cried and cried again,

upon thinking about her eyes.

I wish I could be there for you,

I wish i could nurse you back to health.

you deserve that and much more,

for you are me,

and I am you.