Confused

Hold me!
I just need to know you're near, because then everything will be okay.
So if you hold me with your words, your company or just in your arms, I'll know that you truely care.
I'm so confused I don't understand how the people we call friends, turn on us and leave us on the ground.
I don't trust anyone anymore, I just can't afford to be hurt again. But if you hold me, in your own personal way, I will know to trust you because I will know it will be okay.
I promise you, my best friend, though they turned on us, left us hurt and confused, I will hold you with my words, with my company and even in my arms if I have to.
It's going to be okay... It has to be.