If It Means Something to You...

When I stopped writing it was because I found a life
outside this box of words I'd put myself in.
I'd found you and you showed me the world.
I found color I never knew even existed.
There was a past I was afraid of,
and a future I was afraid would be just the same.
Don't you know what you did?
I think I've told you so many times.
You gave me a picture of a future that was different.
You took the fear off my shoulders and gave me a place to rest.
You helped me live again.
Slowly I'm learning to live with all the stupid shit I've done.
Yeah, slowly I'm learning to move on.
And if there's one thing that's been drilled into my head
its that nothing ever stays the same.
But you're staying here, and so am I,
and that's something to rely on.
Sometimes I forget that I should be thankful.
I'm sorry if it came off that I no longer cared.
See, I keep getting caught up in the life that I've found
and forgetting that moving too fast in this world
never got a girl anywhere she wanted to be.
You know I'm always gonna be right here.
And if I get turned around, just tap me on the shoulder.
I'm growing up, and shaping up, and I know you are too.
But we're growing up together.
We were kids and now we're not, but sometimes
we still laugh like we are.
Let's not forget how to do that.
I know I could work on a lot of things.
I know I've been running all my life.
But I'm learning to slow down.
Everything that I'm made of,
every single fiber of my being,
has been affected by my knowing you.
If I could show you in a million colors in a picture
what I used to be inside, compared to now,
I would.
It would be two such opposing views.
No one would believe it was still me.
There's always going to be a reason to thank you.
So trust me, when I tell you
you can't ever be replaced.
You are important.
You are irreplaceable.
And you're the best damn friend
anyone could ever have.