I’m sorry I ever made you worry.
I left you in limbo.
You know me. When I go through things I tend to isolate.
Running further and further away from the love that I need.
But you would not relent.
Even after several unread or unreplied texts, you didn’t give up.
You didn’t give up on me.
You sent music.
You sent roses & heart-eyed emojis.
You double texted me when you felt the need.
I didn’t even bother to tell you that I was alive and alright.
I couldn’t budge or lift a finger; believe me even showering that day was hard.
Still I’m sorry I ever made you worry.
I’m sorry I fell out of touch.
You know me and when things get to be too much, like the cancer I am, I tend to bundle up.
But when we finally got back, there you were, reminding me of love.
The friend that I need.
The friend I’ve been searching for my entire life to really just be there.
To be there.
I’m sorry I ever made you feel like you weren’t enough.
I’m sorry I don’t tell you I love you or give you more hugs.
I’m sorry if I was careless with my words.
I’m sorry for all the gaps, the back and forth, the struggles with how we talk.
I’m sorry my friend, I really am, I can’t say this enough.