Again, I guess I should mention the Sentinel is owned by Pet Fly and Paramount, though nothing specific is mentioned. It is about Jim and Blair, but really, for anyone who’s ever worried (needlessly or not) about losing one of life’s most precious gifts. This is for those people and a special guy whose friendship means more to me than I think I've ever admitted. I just hope he knows how important he is. Thank you Mike, for your trust... and the belief that I won't break it.

Duty of Friendship

You trust me too much.
I don't think I ever knew that level of faith,
Except perhaps giving it.

God, there are times it frightens me.
You trust me with so much,
TOO much.
I'm clumsy, I spend most of my time guessing,
Is that the right answer? What happens when I'm wrong?

I don't want to hurt you.
But look at me! I'm all too human, all too weak.
How big of a mistake will break you?
I don't want the responsibility.
I don't want to be the one to add the final straw.

But I have greater fears.
What if I turn away?
What if I retreat back into my shell again?
What if there's no one else to take my place?
I can't do that.
I don't wish my isolation on anyone, especially not you.

So I'll wait. Fearing being needed, fearing failure.
Fearing that I won't be there when I'm needed.

When you need someone to listen, I'll be ready to hear.
When you need someone to help, I'll do my damnedest to aid.
Let me guide you through the dark when you can't see.
Let me get close enough to support and catch you when you fall.

Just please.
Don't shut me out.
Don't ignore me.
I'm all too human, I don't know what else to do.
Solitude has the same chance as me turning away.

It is no longer an option.

Let me out of here!!!! A.K.A. Home

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