And You Don't Know The Half of It.

I felt like I had to get to know you.
And I'd regret now it if I didn't.

I knocked on your door only hours after it had happened;
You hadn't even cried yet.
It quickly became swingsets after dark,
midnight golf games and streetlamps;
"I'll meet you on the corner"
Trading cigarettes in the back of someone's truck,
Somehow we never ran out.
And that night where it all fell apart,
we told him not to be afraid. And he wasn't anymore.
Together we picked up the peices,
and sat in the driveway all night.
You're important to me, he said.
You're important to me, I replied.
And we hugged, and danced at the Centre.