brief snapshots in time. memories and thoughts. disorganized and random.

Monday, June 02, 2008

don't know what to say

It seems self-indulgent. To tell stories of trips and boys and friends. When my friend is barely hanging on.

I could barely look at her today. She didn't want to look at me. We'd both start crying if we did. I don't know what to say. She doesn't want me to say anything.

She wants to keep her mind off of what's going on. I understand.

I reassured her of what she already knows. That I'm here for her. Always. Whenever.

I hope I have the strength to be the kind of friend she is to me.


Glitter said...

Just saying you are there for a friend is sometimes all they need.

Anonymous said...

You'll find that strength.