being there for someone
sometimes i wonder if the people i've grown apart from know that if they need me, i'm still here. even if we broke up, even if i moved away, even if you hurt me, even if i hurt you, the offer still stands. i continue to hold on to a bit of everyone i've ever cared about in case i'll ever need it.
i know too much about you to stand aside and watch you fall without offering my hand. i know right now i have to walk past you and pretend we've never been anything more than strangers, but i still think about you and i wonder if you think about me too.