Unfortunently I know I don't know you. All I know is the eliments you show me, or tell me, and I can only understand to a point as I will never live your life... Which I hope is still there. Know that the idea of me hurting some one else scares me, and I do care but will live on no matter what happens to you.

Now... I'll use the comment for what it's ment for, commenting on the poems good and bad points in hope of helping the writter grow as a poet. This really is a great poem, the only errors I can see would be typoes (forgetting to caplize I in Ill or and in the). It's got great flow, rhythem, rhyms perfectly, and I beleive that the message comes through well but I could be wrong. It's cold and truethful, it's real...

You have talent as a writter, and I'm not just saying that because I'm your friend-I hope I'm your friend at least.

I hope to see you soon.

~Purple~

This is a rather wonderful poem. I know how it goes, not being able to trust poems.
Heather