The sun has set, and the city is alight;
As usual, I'm alone...smoking a cigar.
Your name is all I think about tonight,
And all of those chats we've shared so far.
I care, you know...I really want to help,
But lately, I feel that I cannot get through;
The closer I come, the louder you yelp,
And slowly, I realize what seems to be true:
Perhaps, I was arrogant and selfish to think,
"I know all the answers, I know how you feel."
But now, I realize, I'm terribly out of sync,
With all of the things that you need to heal.
I love you, my friend...with all of my heart...
...I fear the inevitable will rip me apart.
Husky My Story
"Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be." - Ralph Waldo Emerson