I thought you were going to ignore me the rest of your life.
I thought our friendship was over, because of a stupid little fight.
I cried all night into my pillow,
because you wouldn't answer my calls.

I was afraid that I'd have to live in this world alone,
that I wouldn't have someone to call to talk through my problems.

That night I realized I loved you and I was screwed,
because of the words I used.

That's when the true realization occurred to me that words truly are a very powerful thing and that they can't be taken back,
that it didn't matter that I was mad.

That's when I put every thought of anger behind me and texted you

"sorry"

yes I understand it doesn't change thing,
but I mean it, it's really true.

The next day you arrived at my door and still you wanted to fight me,
but I didn't want to fight no more over silly things.

That's why I yelled past your screaming

"I love you idiot, what I said before was just empty words!"

You froze into place and your face fell.
I thought I was going to pay the price for what I did before,
but instead you pulled me into your arms and you let my head rest on your shoulder.

I held back my tears from my guilty feelings inside and you whispered in my ear,

"I'm sorry too, I'm as guilty as you for fighting too."