You get multiple texts,
All from military sergeants,
Asking, "what are your plans after high school?"
And I feel a pain hit me in the heart.
You're leaving,
It hurts.
You look over at me as my eyes fill with tears.
"I'll be okay." You reassure me.
"I won't forget about you."
But I feel like you will.
Everybody does,
But this time it will hurt more.
You've become my safety net,
My protector,
And best friend.
Without you,
I'll be a mess.
Without you,
I'll be lost.
What if you're crying,
Who will stop you?
Who will talk to you?
What if you're all alone?
Who will I have?
And what if you forget.
"I won't forget" is what you say.
And hold my hand and tell me it's okay.
"Promise we'll be best friends until we die."
You nod.
You're my best friend,
You always will be,
I pinky promise.