The better days of our relationship are what kept me here, I couldn't wait to see where this friendship lead us.
We were so close...Pre-k besties, idols of one another, now we fall short to even notice each other.
We are like strangers now, you play your role as a G like a pro around your friends, yet..im still the same.
Its ok I see I.C.U.(I'll carry you)I know your heart, I know where your truth lies, I've seen you without your disguise when you were completely blind.
Don't worry I can keep a secret but how long will you pretend before that secret, your secret gets out.
please friend, my friend no more games, bring back the better days of us.
A refined poetic imagination, Hazel jackson. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
beautiful writings/// sometimes love of friendship wanna play a game secretly but it cannot more longer……cause love is not suppressible
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful piece of poetry written with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.