I picked up the phone again today
Stared down at it in my hand
Your voice is only a call away
But I hesitated once again
Your presence is oh so soothing
Your words they warm my heart
But telling you how I feel
Now that's the hardest part
Sometimes I think you know
And even feel it too
Sometimes I think you miss it all
And you haven't got a clue
Maybe one day you'll say it
If I don't say it first
Perhaps I may just hold it in
'til the day my heart will burst
Either way our story goes
I will love you 'til the end
Just know one thing... no matter what
You will always be my friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
always be my friend. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.