I pay attention to your story. It's what a friend is supposed to do.
But the struggles you had when I wasn't there to ease you through, not working through your shit with you and being there to help you stay ahead of what else was coming your way... I'm sorry for that. :(
I'm your friend. Your need is my command... always.
I listen, but I also hear you. You are inside, forged into me so long ago.
You deserve it.