Your Ever Present Friend

I havent got your email address
And I am sure you know me by now
I stand in the corner
Taking a bow
And conjuring magic with my words

You smile at me
And I can see
That in your mind
There's someone else
Someone who put you on the shelf
When they left you
Alone, in the crowd

I will talk with you and
With your hand
In mine
Show you something of
My world
My way of thinking
My way of treating
People as they are
Without going too far

I can sing you a song
That you long
To sing as well
But you
Know the hell
Of being with someone
And then they're gone

I will be here waiting
As always
Your ever present friend