Sleeper, look at what you've done.
You may not know me, really, or acknowledge me as you should, but I know you.
All sides of you.
Let me remind you, who was there when you needed comfort when you had a thorn in your side?
Who supported you when you spent countless nights where you smothered me in all your cries?
Were those lovers that you laid on me nearly as concerned as I am when you toss and turn in your sleep in the midst of a nightmare?
Do I try to pull you closer or push you away after your so called intimacy?
Do I up and leave you with a cigarette in my teeth after only touching you?
No.
I just am.
Whatever you need, I'll always be.
I'm there to hold on to, I'm there to cover you, I'm everything that you wish every former goodbye kiss would've been instead of the departure they became.
Cynical, but can you not see that in a man you cannot simply turn them over every six months to soften them up?
But you can me.
Whatever you need, I'll always be.
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