It was nice to get away from my harsh reality with you

I’d been by your side through every emotion, every rant, & every other weekend that you’d pick me up

You’d told me multiple times that I was your only friend, the only person you could vent to

Sometimes, I felt guilty.

Like, why are you dependent on me for your happiness? I’m not even happy with myself, but I’m responsible for making you smile every other weekend

But, sometimes, I felt like I was worth something

I loved to hear about how you missed me & what’s been going on the past 2 weeks that you weren’t with me

You taught me how to listen, without judging

How to have empathy

We had 40 minute rides to your house from my house

I’d listen to you rant about work, stress, & whatever else came to your mind

Sometimes, on nice, sunny days, I listened carefully to you - nodding and agreeing to what you would say, engaging in conversation, joking along the way

It was nice to have an escape from the harsh reality of my life, although you taught me responsibility through the harsh realities of your life

It was nice to feel as if I belonged somewhere - as if I belonged with you

Sometimes, it was nice to have 1 real friend that considered me their only real friend too

It was nice to get away from my harsh reality with you