Friday, August 21, 2009

I Can't Be...

I can't be
your sole support, the arch in your shoe
your backbone, spine, and vertebrae
your puppet, sidekick, your wingwoman
your representative, mascot, and cheerleader
your shoulder, comfort, shrink
your sunshine and starlight
wishing well and doormat
I can't be
your paper editor, taxi driver, open ear
your tag-along, third-wheel, your shadow
the wind beneath your wings, apple of your eye
your confidant, your stylist, your co-signer
I can't be
the person to entertain you when your bored
to give you advice when you're undecided
to comfort you through heartbreak
share with you in happy times
keep you company when you're lonely
I can't be your best friend
your everything
your anything
If you can't be mine..

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