If I called you funny, would you be with me today?

I know this should not hurt as much as it does. It was more about the moment anyway. And luckily I am very good at remembering things. I remember your arm around my shoulder. Your skin at mine. I can still feel it when I close my eyes.
But it would have been nice to have something to hold. Something to proof it really happend. That I didn't make it up. Because I make a lot of stuff up about you.
I will try to safe you.
I will fix you.
I will fix you.