...someone who would come running if i was upset at three in the morning
who would surprise me with notes written to me they'd hide in my bag for me to find later
who would call me up if there was the slightest feeling there was something wrong
who would realise when something was wrong
who would sympathise with me and admit when they are wrong
who would tell me the complete truth
who would do as much for me as i would then,
people dont live up to expectations.