its been a while, since we talked.
i know i have the worst timin in the world.
i guess its just my luck.
idk why, but your on my mind.
i guess it just hit me,
that i losted you.
my life has been so numbin,
i cant even feel this pain.
i feel you leaving,
just goin off,
closing the door on me.
and im just watchin.
cuz theres nothin i can do.
its just my timing.
its not the first time,
i've seen someone leave.
i guess im used to it.
all i can do,
is wish for better life for you.
good luck,
and take care..
(to a lost friend)
idk if she will read it or not.. but..
i miss her..
good luck. be the best you can be.
bye.
This touched my heart to the depths because I know exactly how that feels
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A Real friend can only truely be lost if you let them be. if you just let them walk out the door then they or you must not of been e real friend, but since i sorta know that you are a good friend (or at least to me) maybe it's you who has to step up and say hey. if you want to you can get that friend back, nice poem.