Friends

Feeling so alone,
As if I were the last person on Earth,
The sensation of it permeating me.

Then, from the fog,
My friends emerge,
The ones I love.

Listening to my every word,
With sincere interest,
As if it matters the world to them.

They are my heart,
My soul,
As though I am theres too.

Bringing me happiness,
Bringing me love,
As though the song was, made for me.