I always knew it was in the back of my mind
Something that hurt so bad
But I kept it to myself
I thought I was strong if nobody knew
But I saw the old picture
And showed it to Ning
I told him I was crying
Because I knew he couldn't see.
But I think he felt my pain
Just by reading my words
So I knew I had to tell him why I hurt.
It was pain from so long ago.
It's sting still hurt
And by keeping it a secret,
It only added salt to the wound
So I opened up to my best friend
And I told him my expierience with the grim fate
Death
How it took the life
Of someone who looked at me as his grand daughter
Even though I wasn't part of his family
How I didn't understand
And how the preacher thought a book would help
A little 5 year old girl understand
They say that time heals all wounds
9 years of pain,
5 minutes of healing
Through all the struggling I went through
It took less time to heal then I had ever imagined.
And it's all thanks to him
My dearest friend
He's only been my friend for a short period of time
But I trust him alot more than anyone could ever imagine
Thank you, Ning
For listening
And for simply being my friend.
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