I feel helpless br what can I do for him br he won't let me in, br but he never really could br br Maybe I'm being selfish br for wishing that we could be friends br maybe I'm being naive br for thinking that you want to br but how many times have you told me br that you want to spend time with me br talk with me br sit in silence with me br br but he says it to everyone br I know that better than he does br and he knows better than me br that I will always be there for him br touch him, hold him, kiss him if he wants, br just care for him br even if he thinks no one does br br But by the time you get this br We will probably have seen each other br Exchanged looks of helplessness br Told stories br Shared wishes br And my hope is restored br br But there is always a thought br in the back of my mind br That he’s with me because I’m br his last resort br his second or even third choice br why now after they are br all gone is our friendship br visible br tangible br br but it doesn’t matter to me anymore br that’s just how it goesbr br Katherine Rhodesbr br