Messed up....:S

I think about you,
Every night before I go to bed,
But even though I do that,
You are always running through my head.

I think of how much different it would be,
If I still lived there,
I’m sure you would love it,
I’m sure you would care.

Because I know your someone,
Who will always care,
Because our kind of friendship,
Is very rare.

We tell eachother everything,
And make sure the other one knows,
Because you asked me if I wanted friends or more,
And more is what I chose.

It’s been over 2 months,
And here we are again,
Nothing to hide,
No lies within.