I found my soulmate

In the form of a friend.

We lived for the summer,

But summer has to end.

I'm writing this for her.

The one who understood.

She cared about me,

When no one else would.

Is it selfish of me

To try and hold on?

I want to keep living,

But don't know how to move on.

Even though it hurts,

Knowing you don't need me,

Thanks for being the best friend

That you didn't have to be.