Love And Best Friends Poem by John Anderson

In the islands of tables of a dark, crowded bar,
a girlfriend and I would meet.
After a while she sat down with some truth-
and left me alone to think.

There was no hope in her kindred heart,
of a future for us together.
Despite the island that we shared-
Our reality couldn't be forever.

I learned when love and best friends meet,
but their love has no future.
It could be because the island it's on-
is its only shining feature.

A perfect love that could be had,
as I sit here all alone.
Is like an innocent baby whose future rests-
on the promise that it's upon.