I dreamt about a man I loved.
when I awoke, I looked above.
I sighed with discontent,
has a message even been sent?
I couldn't help but shoot him a text.
It's been too many months,
and I've been in emotional debt.
We parted on salty terms,
they've eaten away at me like germs.
I miss my dear friend,
he was a light in my life,
one that I should defend.
I await for no reply.
- Author: Adrianna Kjeld (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 28th, 2017 12:33
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 49
Comments2
your true friend is coming
I sure hope so, because this one didn't get back to me, and probably never will.
Very nice I enjoyed it very much
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