The Strive Of Lost Friends Poem by Timothy Long

I was always happy u cared i was always glad u were there, i knew u for most of my life even if we had some strive, i get ur moving on looking for happyness of your own, its sad things are falling apart as we barely talk, it feels like we are once barely known now, its ok as im not to be angry or frown, but be glad u found ur own, i was happy while we lasted even if ur past it, thanks for the years of care even if ur no longer there, ill be ok and live to die another day, even if alone, im
glad u were there for a long time even if not to the end u were still my best friend