Wednesday, October 22, 2008
For someone.
"Friends forever", we promised.
"Together till the end."
We did everything with each other
You were my best friend.
When I was sad, you were by my side.
When I was scared, you felt my fear
You were my best support
If I needed you, you were there
You were the greatest friend
You always knew what to say
You made everything seem better
As long as we had each other
But somewhere along the line
We slowly came apart
I was here, you were there
It tore a hole in my heart.
Things were changing.
Our cheerfyl music severed its tone.
It was like having salt without pepper.
A sun without its moon.
Suddenly, we were miles apart
Two different people,
with nothing the same.
It was as if we hadn't been friend.
You had made many new friends.
And luckily, so had I.
But that didn't change the hurt
The loss of our friendship made me cry.
Yes, as we grow, things must change.
But they don't always have to end.
Even though, it's different now.
You will always be my friend.
My first e-poem, dedicated to one of the very precious person in a life which has so little to give.
"Together till the end."
We did everything with each other
You were my best friend.
When I was sad, you were by my side.
When I was scared, you felt my fear
You were my best support
If I needed you, you were there
You were the greatest friend
You always knew what to say
You made everything seem better
As long as we had each other
But somewhere along the line
We slowly came apart
I was here, you were there
It tore a hole in my heart.
Things were changing.
Our cheerfyl music severed its tone.
It was like having salt without pepper.
A sun without its moon.
Suddenly, we were miles apart
Two different people,
with nothing the same.
It was as if we hadn't been friend.
You had made many new friends.
And luckily, so had I.
But that didn't change the hurt
The loss of our friendship made me cry.
Yes, as we grow, things must change.
But they don't always have to end.
Even though, it's different now.
You will always be my friend.
My first e-poem, dedicated to one of the very precious person in a life which has so little to give.
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7 comments:
Correction.
Cheerful*
And another. **Friends.
Which has so little to give?
Or.
Who has so little to give?
:/
Life. Life. :D
Witch :D
iRead that as "friend". My bad. :/
Bwehwehwe.
Witches are bad :D
very touching
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