maybe i could listen for hours.
maybe i could hold your hand.
maybe i could be there for you.
maybe i could feel this new emotion called "empathy,"
maybe i could find that i like it,
maybe i could stop running from it.
maybe i could put curlers in your hair.
maybe i could put an arm around you, if you wanted it.
maybe i could fix some little things.
maybe i could make the burden feel a little less heavy, just a little.
maybe i could paint your nails.
maybe i could give you a hug.
maybe i could run upstairs to fetch something for you, it's not a bother.
maybe i could tell you that.
maybe i could tell you that it's not a bother.
maybe i could tell you that as many times as you need me to.
maybe i could make you some soup in a big pot.
maybe i could promise not to look if you were crying, if you didn't want me to.
maybe i could be there, though.
maybe i could listen and sit with you.
maybe i could tell you that we could take it at your pace.
maybe i could tell you that it doesn't posion me to listen to you.
maybe i could tell you that it would make me happy to listen to you.
maybe i would tell you that i'm not very good at finding what words to say but i give good hugs.
maybe i could visit again when i have the time and the money.
maybe i could try to find the words anyway while i'm still up here.
maybe i could tell you that it would be worth it, to me, to find the words.
maybe i could tell you that listening to you doesn't burden me.
maybe i could tell you that it scares me to talk, too.
maybe i could tell you that i'm scared of showing anybody what's hurting me, too.
maybe i could tell you that there's nobody who knows more than the tip of my iceberg, too.
maybe i could tell you that you're not alone in that.
maybe i could tell you that i think it's normal to be scared of that.
maybe i could tell you that it doesn't have to all be at once.
maybe i could tell you that i wouldn't think differently of you no matter what.
maybe i could tell you that you're important to me and of course i would listen to anything.
maybe i could tell you that i know you haven't known me very long, all things considered.
maybe i could tell you that i know it's harder than i'm making it out to be.
maybe i could tell you that i know i'm being awfully presumptuous.
maybe i could tell you that of course, it's all up to you, i just thought i'd say how i feel.
maybe i could tell you that i know old secrets are hard to say out loud.
maybe i could tell you that i would listen even if you didn't have any words you could say.
maybe i could tell you that i care about you so, so much.
maybe i could tell you that you're an amazing friend and that you deserve to be heard, too.
maybe i could be there for you.
maybe i could hold your hand.
maybe i could listen for hours.
maybe instead of thinking only of anime boys,
i could start thinking about the real world when i listen to songs.