You’ll Be Fine


It’s a funny thing,
The desire to defend,
Another from a foe,
Unknown, yet hated.

A friend might love,
As unconditionally,
As would a parent,
Love their child.

It’s protective and defensive,
It’s easy and eccentric
This bond between,
Two friends like us.

You’ll push me to mischief,
Save me from its consequences,
Force me to take chances,
And mend my broken heart.

The urge to share,
Every moment of everyday,
Some incidents with mirth,
Others with remorse.

You are my witness,
As am I yours,
Our trails run parallel,
Right through each other’s hearts.

Secret-keeper, mystery-seeker,
Confessional, my arsenal,
I need no other,
With you riding shotgun.

You’re my team,
We’re two of a kind,
Wreck havoc on him,
On whom we set our minds.

After all these years,
I believe you every time,
When you look at me in tears,
And tell me, “You’ll be fine.”

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