Without You

Without You

by Helena

The things you do? They drive me crazy.

Like how you insisted on calling them Homeland Satan.

Like how I cant seem to convince you that there's any music of value in the twenty-first century.

Like how you put all that faith in me.

That's the craziest of all, you know. It keeps me up at night, makes me wonder if someday you'll start to think you made a mistake. Makes me worry you'll realize that I am not deserving of your friendship.

The things you do? They drive me crazy.

And I don't know what I'd do without you.