I almost believed you.
To the person who had to walk me home when I was drunk, I'm sorry that you had to listen to My ramblings about my problems, Problems that were probably completely insignificant. I cannot express my thanks, For making me feel like I wasn't alone. Thank you for listening, For not leaving me alone. For texting me back Instead of the running away the next day. I don't remember much of what I said that night. I don't know how much you understood through the snot and tears, But I remember feeling much better By the time you left me at my front door. But from what I do remember, I know that we talked about the stars, As we sat on a bench, With my knee bleeding through my stockings. I remember you telling me that it was going to be okay, That everything would be better. And in my drunken haze, I almost believed you. Dodie: Intertwined