Stephen

Stephen,

I know you wish things were different than,

They are. 

Stephen,

I know you wish things were better than,

They’ve been.

And I know you just want it to be over.

Sometimes I do too.

And I know you think it gets worse as you get older,

And I feel for you.

But time will kill us all soon enough.

Don’t give in. Don’t give out. Don’t give up.

Life is bitter and lonesome already.

Don’t make it that much more lonely.

And I know that nothing,

Can seem like so much more than something. 

But Stephen,

If not for you, for me then,

Stephen,

I’m still your friend,

Stephen,

Don’t let this be the end.

Please Stephen,

I’m still your friend,

Don’t let this be the end,

Stephen. 

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