As best friends go, you really weren't great.
Much like my wife, who was also an eight.
There were times that you fumbled and bumbled some care.
The whole time remaining, not really there.
I miss having someone to show myself to.
I keep it inside now not sharing with you.
Why does it bother and hurt me so much.
To not know the reason to why we lost touch.
Now I just move from one moment to next.
Since looking behind me, just leaves me perplexed.
I still want for you all the things you may need,
Like abundance in wealth or a buttload of weed.
Now when I think of you once in a while.
Remembering the things that you said makes me smile.
If you don't find me, only message I send.
Notice the things that don't break, instead bend.
These words that I've written and needed to say.
Repairing tomorrow, through feelings today.
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Author:
Steve Glodenfort (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 1st, 2025 01:07
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Comments2
A message to a friendship that has drifted apart, nicely expressed and written
Clever words of forgiveness to a friendship that has grown distant and needs to be brought back together. Well written
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