You
call me over
when
«« you need some
help
Tell me
I'm such a good friend, that I never say
no
I he
lp
you
with
the
problem
solve the
tradejy
The
next day
I'm begging
At your
doorstep
with a broken heart, asking for
assistance in helping heal my heart
You stand
there in shock
and say you're busy
close the door in my face, and tell me to leave
Who do I have to help me be
okay?
No one because you
actually made me consider you someone who was ment to help heal
my heart, when it was in pain
(not my font, my quote)