It kills me to see that you are hurt and it kills me even more to know that I can't do anything to help you.
I come on witty everyday to see if maybe, just maybe today might be better for you.
I know I can't do much.. but I listen.. and I don't tell nobody about your problems.
And I know that you might have one of those days that you hate everyone, and I know that you might start being a little more cold to me than usual but I don't care, I will be here for you no matter what.

I know that we are probably going to be more distant now. I wish that didn't have to happen but.. It did. And I know that my tears wont make things all suddently work out again.
But only because we might be distant doesn't mean that I wont care, I wont mean that I'm not here. I promised you I would be here and that is my promsie that I am going to keep.

I just wish it never ended like this.