People say I’m a 10/10, but does that absolve me of being a bad friend?

I will always care. Accompanying you to every affair.

Judging you along the way. This is the sin that eats me away.

This guilts overwhelms me. Which is why I always do more.

To be the love you always seek and prayed for. But I get afraid of promising a forevermore.

What if I change? Instead of washing your worries away like the rain,
I cause a drought. My relationship skills can give you every reason to doubt.

And you will constantly pout when I don’t get my way. But I will ensure you will get yours.

It’s my way to compensate. You must give my energy time to gestate.

I can be the friend of your dreams. Just from a different reality.