OVERDUE APOLOGY
You picked me up when I hit the rocks,
yet I didn't thank you.
Late nights, I'm too drunk to stand.
You drive the hour, you get me home and
put me to bed.
I didn't thank you.
I used you. That's what people said
because I never thanked you.
"What does she mean to you?" they would ask.
Is she really just a friend, you do everything
for her.
She never thanks you.
Ungrateful, unappreciative, a burden.
That's how they describe me.
Because I didn't thank you.
You risked your life. You lost
your friends.
Yet I didn't thank you.
I didn't thank you,
maybe I didn't know how.
How do you thank the person who would die for you?
How do you say thank you when
"Thank you."
doesn't seem to be enough.
Today I am thankful, for you.
Thankful for your generosity.
Thankful for your kindness.
Thankful that you became my family,
and did what you could to fix my mess
of a life.
Thankful for the safety, the security,
you provide.
Thankful for the understanding, when I said I
would have rather died.
Today I am thankful for my best friend.
Today I am thankful to be alive.
Today I am thankful for you,
even though thank you doesn't seem to be enough.
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