People write about love
About the love of a man or a woman
But what about the love of a friend?
When I see your photograph, I love you.
I am proud to know you
And feel blessed to have you in my life.
When I think about losing you
I feel a part of me fall away.
You are the person I can turn to
The person who knows the deepest part of my soul.
For better and for worse you have been there through my life.
The love of a friend is under represented
And you, my friend
I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem