I gave him my friendship
I offered him my life...
And like a distant star ship,
Hovered through his darkened skies
It s true he made me happy
And I loved him more than much
I did my best and held on
To no more than thin air
I thanked him for the joys
I made him friend and master
I thanked him for the sorrows
I made him friend and teacher
What I received, it never mattered
For he 's my friend and all
Neglect me, if he must
Be cruel, he may dare
I said it didn 't matter
Even if he didn' t care
And through the joys and sorrows
I held on to lost hope
It broke my heart to pieces
My spirit in a loss
And though it hurt I bid goodbye
Yet deep inside I knew I lied
And I ll never know the reason why
I' ll love him ' till the day I die
matthewedanolivernpalma--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem