Being Friends Poem by Randy McClave

Let us now be friends
Just don't call it love,
But, I will still pretend
The way that it once was,
I will still kiss you with love
And you will kiss me another way,
I'll just pretend how it once was
Long, long, time ago;
We will hug like we once did
Even though if it's in the mind
But, now it becomes a curse
Unto me and also to my time,
I still will remember to a tear
How we use to hold each others hand,
As we walked down the street as one
To the laughs only we'd understand.
But, now those days are all gone
They went silently with the wind,
Maybe one day they will all come back
And then maybe we will just be friends;
Let us now just be friends
Taking one day at a time
But, remember if we do it that way
We are making love a crime,
We are forgetting all the good
Retracing all the bad,
Not doing the things that we should
Not remembering, what we have had,
I remember all those tears
Not of fears, but only of joy,
I still remember all those dreams
And the happiness they had seen,
You can still be my friend
The way that it is right now,
But, I remember how it once was;
You will always be my love.

Randy L. McClave