Why did I see this man crying,

I know he is dying inside.

He drinks to numb his pain,

He is dying inside.

He thinks he can’t give this woman a life,

She is dreaming of,

He is pushing her away,

He is dying inside,

Not sure how to find his way.

The only way is to numb his pain.

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My tears are falling,

Down my cheeks,

A path of emotion.

I may not know what you feel,

But I am connected to you somehow.

It is hard for me to stand back,

While you are dealing with this alone,

I value your friendship that much,

That I respect you need to be alone.

I am here,

My tears are falling for you,

Because I love you my brother,

My friend.

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I see thoughts race through me,

At first I thought it had to do with the man you loved.

Then I realized your love is strong enough,

It’s gotten this far.

Then I was thinking of what happened to you,

With these girls you knew,

I thought you had face the court room again,

Because of their stupid accusations,

Towards you.

I think all this came to me,

Because I know how you get depressed,

And just like you know me more then I know,

I feel the same way back.

I know that you will be ok,

But because we are close,

I am hurting for you.

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What I saw with that man,

Did not help me feel better,

Because how that woman felt,

I felt those emotions grow harder on me.

The reason is not just that I miss this man dearly,

I can feel what he felt for me,

When I pushed him away,

Because that is how I was feeling in me.

That I was dying inside,

Because of what they did to me.

It must have been hard for him,

But I can see he loved me,

Despite what I did to him.

That makes me feel so good inside of me.

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This time,

With feelings in my soul,

That I was able to let the real me go,

And accept that because I was worried,

I cared for this man so much,

And it is ok to worry for your friends.

So when I saw that man cry,

That is why I had tears,

Because I know he needed to be alone,

But I hate seeing people deal,

With their tears alone,

Because that’s where I was,

A long time ago.

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I know I can’t tell them not to cry,

I am not that impatient.

I am patient and respect their cries,

But it pains me to see it.

I can’t decide what they do in their lives,

But support them as they deal with it.

All I can do is be a good friend,

And not run off freaking out.

All I can do is bring them love,

But respect that love when they are dishing out.

Also to love me for even caring,

Because it is helping me hold on to my heart,

And understand my own feelings.