i come to you in my darkest hours
i find comfort in your open arms
i cry when it's neccessary
and you hold me until my tears run out
i tell you my deepest secrets
and confess my most fearful thoughts
you tell me
'It's okay jordan i've been were you are i know your lost'
and vice versa
you come to me in your darkest hours
you cry when it's neccessary
and i hold you until your tears run out
you tell me your deepest secrets
and confess your most fearful thoughts
when your going through a hard time i look at you and say
'it's going to be okay brooklyn i've there i know your lost'
your the person i come to when my world is crumbling down around me
your my best friend and always will be
your my sister from the heart
when you hug me i can fall asleep right there
and know i'm safe until i wake
your my secret weapon that keeps me going
your the voice in the back of my head
your my person
my best friend
mu sister
and the person who i can ecsape inside of
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem