As I sit and wait everyday,
You are still not knocking at my door.
You're not calling,
You're not conversing.
You won't pay me a second of your attention,
You act as if you don't know me anymore.
We loved,
We laughed,
We hugged,
We kissed,
But never did we sit and talk.
We didn't talk about our lives,
We didn't talk about our dreams, our goals.
We wanted so much to move so fast,
Putting it all on the line,
Not understanding that we would loose it all.
We thought we would talk forever,
Laugh together,
Speak of endless conversation.
But it all ended that day that we left our hearts in the woods.
We knew as soon as it happend our friendship was at stake.
We knew the impossible,
The unthinkable,
The absolute terrible was coming.
The news of him knowing.
Thus was the day, the last day we spoke.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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It's simple, it says 'it' and I understand. Thank you.