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.