June 1st, 2002,
I began my depression;
It all came out of the blue,
The ending blow to an intimate relation;
Right there you were to help me,
I had no one to turn to;
Even though I was not Christian,
Your actions showed me Christ in you;
Thank you, Lauren, for being there,
And helping me off Markland's floor.
We didn't talk much that following year,
Just saw you stand next to the art door;
I do remember that one day, though,
When I was told my future down below;
It scared me enough to realize that truth,
As next to Footloose I would go;
That day you said that,
I became Christian;
Thank you, Lauren, for being there,
And teaching me that lesson.
The summer came,
We interacted little;
Though by fall it was different,
School's the answer to that riddle;
We met daily after school,
For 20 days complete;
Till I left our interaction,
For a relationship retreat;
Thank you, Lauren, for being there,
Being a friend greatly needed.
The fighting began,
You left the lunch group;
The times were truly sad,
Many times I did feel like poop;
Then it was the biggest of all,
We became jerks to each other;
Not even approval of the rings,
I finally said 'no bother';
Thank you, Lauren, for being there,
Let us be friends to one a-nother.
You were there freshman year,
Sophomore year too;
Junior here we are,
Can senior be the best between me and you?
In my depression,
In happy times too;
When I was angry,
When tears were more than Noah knew;
Thank you, Lauren, for being there,
I wish that I could've been there for you too.