Poetry
You say you cannot forget
And you aren't ready to forgive,
But I need your friendship,
More than ever.
I need you there to live.
Without knowing you today,
Life's been going down.
I miss your calls,
Our random talks,
And the adventures all around.
You can't bear to look at me
And, yes, it's my mistake.
For it was on that day
That you were gone
And I was left to fate.
I know we cannot take it back,
As much as we would like.
We could forget
And start all over.
Just friends, both alike.
If time is what you need,
Then I guess that's what you'll get,
But I need you there for me,
My friend.
I hope you'll never forget.
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Freely as a flowing wind,
Love snuck into my heart.
So fast I did not realize,
Until we came to part.
It was then that love so suddenly
Sprout hands, and without warning,
Clamped around my heart and left me
Bleeding and in mourning.
Worried was I by this intrusion,
That I did not cry "stay!"
And sombering at my own words,
You turned and walked away.
I knew then, when you left,
How precious you are to me.
Now, that you're gone, I know my love
Won't exist or be.
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I think of you so frequently.
Do you think of me?
So lucid, so alive,
The time I could survive.
I see your face in my head.
I hear your voice in my ears.
I think I know you well,
Athough most others fail.
Are you my friend?
Are you my love?
How can that be?
You never see me.
My eyes see beauty.
My heart aches for you,
For a love I assumed,
That may have bloomed.
Who said friends could be lovers?
What are "their" ideals?
My love life is speaking.
Oh, is it sinking!
I am scared.
I am afraid.
My life, my foe,
Seems like one big show.
Episode after episode,
Re-run after re-run,
Why do I love you, dearest ma'am?
To show you who I really am.
When you are my friend,
I am yours.
Your company completes me,
If you would take the time to see.
To tell you the words,
The three "easy" words,
I have to say,
It's a hard way.
Will you be calm,
Will you hate me after,
Will you be my friend,
Or will everything end?
With love there's lust.
I love you (is seen).
I lust for you (is felt).
So, are your thoughts of me indwelt?
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Shall I run or hide
And die inside?
Or shall I pretend
That I was never your friend?
Would I destroy the time
When your hand was in mine,
Or lose the kiss
That I forever miss,
Or forget those eyes
That seem to hypnotize?
Would I let my mind erase
That feeling of our embrace?
Is it possible to forget this
And pretend like it doesn't exist?
You should know one thing that will never cease,
my love for you. I love you, my friend.
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I am saddened so very deep,
By the one who, before, made my life complete.
She left her scars, but they do not show their toll.
They are imprinted within my soul.
So pardon me, my friend, if I swear,
but my emotions are temporarily under repair.
I think on our position everyday.
The damage doesn't seem to be drifting away.
If you're ever in the same position,
I know your capacity to love will strengthen.
As for what I need most right now,
Is friendship, if you would allow.