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Today I was helping a friend of mine fix his truck.
The poor thing was broken and didn't want to work at all.
I didn't do much but hand him his tools to get the things unstuck.
But he thanked me for helping him and I said " anytime need any help and give me a call."
He just smiled and said " maybe i will the next time I get in some muck."
Yesterday an old friend called and said that his relationship was falling apart.
I had dealt with things like this before and i said understandingly," How can I help you?"
I heard him cry and say that she didnt seem to have a place for him in her heart.
He said that it seemed that she hadn't quite been true.
I only listened to his problem and he said I had listening down to an art.
A month ago my girlfriend called to let me know that she wanted to go on without me.
I had cried and missed a few nights sleep.
I hadnt wanted to ask them for help because i was too afraid to see.
My friends would have done anything to hold back the weep.
With a well placed phone call they would have been there when i needed them to be.
So I got to thinking after I had gotten over the break up.
How many of my friends are crying tonite and I don't know?
I wonder if I can help even though they feel they dont need help to hold the cup.
I wonder if they need help all the time to stop the stress flow.
Perhaps it's just me that was hurt too much to admit my feelings of being dumped?
- by raothelastofmykind |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/13/2008 |
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- Title: Working on a truck
- Artist: raothelastofmykind
- Description: I wrote this several weeks after I broke up with a previous girlfriend.
- Date: 11/13/2008
- Tags: working truck
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