Sunday, April 30, 2006

A Poem to My Friend

When I shed my tears,
It's not for fear,
But the absence of a friend.

I know he's there,
Although not here,
But it seems the pain won't end.

Over the course of months,
I have tried to heal,
This hole that's in my heart.

This emptiness,
This sadness,
Does not let me understand why we were forced to part.

I miss you my dear,
A friendship so rare,
God only knows what we had was real.

Oh Jamie, my friend,
This can't be the end,
Because I see you in my dreams.

But the smell of the morning always wakes me,
To the point that I am forced to see,
That my friend, my dear was taken from me,
And I must begin to heal.

But no worries my friend,
We will meet again,
And rekindle what we had.

Till then my friend,
I won't think of the end,
But reminise on the times we had.

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