A Friend in Real Life
A Friend in Real Life
I've never really had my own friend in person,
All my friends are online like echoes without a face.
The first time I tried having a real friend,
They left, too caught up in their own pace,
Leaving shadows where memory should stay.
I wish I had the one who exists in real life.
We could hang out,
Have fun,
Go on a picnic in the summer light,
Take pictures,
Camp overnight under the stars that twinkle bright.
We could share dreams, maybe even fears tonight.
We could create memories,
Like a story worth reliving, moments to feel like home.
We could laugh a lot,
Cry when needed,
And be there for each other.
They say a true friend always stays through thick and thin,
But I'm not sure that's the same for me.
Maybe I'm the one who is locked inside.
I've waited, hoping for that one true friend, someone to share my world with, like we're meant to be.
But then,
I'll wait to have a real friend who is there to stay.
I've never really had my own friend in person.
