Once we were close, now close as strangers
I'd have said what i wanted, but knew of the danger
Loss was a fear, despite a desire to confess
You were more than a friend but i could not profess
Now days turn to years, one after the other
You probably forgot, and fell for another
Maybe some day fate will persuade her
To be more than my friend, be more than a stranger
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Author:
Emperor (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 9th, 2026 17:57
- Category: Love
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Comments1
There seems to be fear and jealousy in this poem that speaks of another. There is confusion as to which will become the lover. Well done
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