Longing for reassurance

I disappoint you again,

Hurt and exhausted

Drinking, sulking talking to "them".

Wasted hours and tears,

not my intention, my friend.

Sitting lonely and sad knowing what I've caused.

Because your tears are the worst tears.

I wish I could make things right each time

make you proud

make you happy

stay up till 3am talking again instead of fighting again.

Longing not to disappoint you

yet it ends up that way

my intentions falter and I fail my best friend.

I'm sorry.