When you left me in the darkness, so
scared and surrounded again, I thought
our road of friendship had come to an end.
I've been down many roads that always came to an end. I fell into darkness over and over again.
But your road had no darkness, as if it had no end.
There was only a hole.
Which I got myself out of with the help of your hand, and from that moment on, I knew I would always be your
friend
