And she feels so exhausted,
as she thinks of her best friend.
She wipes away a tear of shame,
and wonders how it will end.

She wonders what will happen,
when she tries to interfere,
if he will take her seriously,
if her reasons will be clear.

She is worried he will hate her,
that he will not understand,
but most of all she's worried
that she will lose a friend.

She cares so much about him
that she just wants him to live;
and maybe when he's healthy,
he'll learn how to forgive.

Now the time of truth has come,
and she picks up the phone.
She tells him she will help him,
and that he will not be alone.

She tells him that she loves him,
that she loves him as a friend,
but he is slowly killing himself,
and she wants to help him mend.

His voice begins to waver,
what to say, he has no clue.
Finally, in a tear-filled voice,
a long awaited, "thank-you".