I deeply miss the way we used to communicate each day
Our friendship ended up like a tooth undergoing decay
Maybe we can make amends someday
Who knows?
I was there for you in your electrifying highs and your shattering lows
Our friendship had a few cons but even more pros.
Full of a high level of ignorance
We were only youths
We also were showing a large amount of innocence
Towards the end came many home truths
You know they say that ignorance is bliss
What we did have is something I tend to reminisce
Our connection eventually became a sense of paralysis
If only I could delve more deeply into your mind by using psychoanalysis.
I have lost many friends over the years
The endings of relationships have caused so many tears
I have changed for the better since we parted
I’ve often remained lonely because I struggle to get on with my peers
One day I want us to become wholehearted
To be able to recreate our friendship with a glass of pink champagne and a massive cheers
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Author:
Cheyenne Smith (
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'Full of a high level of ignorance
We were only youths
We also were showing a large amount of innocence
Towards the end came many home truths
You know they say that ignorance is bliss
What we did have is something I tend to reminisce'
such a relatable depiction, of friendship's fleeting connections..
a great read, thanks for sharing
(there is a song by the eternally iridescent Aaliyah, titled
'I miss you'
and while, her lyrics - lend
to friendship, entwined
within youthful love,
I can't help but relate
that same
intensity of longing, for a connection
that was once, everything
in your life;
something I empathise with
far, too easily
for it, to be healthy)
This poetry of yours
Paints a scene of mine
Had a soul who was never apart
Yet we departed on our own ways
Dear poet your starting lines with the tooth decay touched me inside
Well crafted dear poet
I am sure that one day you will have that glass of champagne together Chyenne.
Andy
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