To That Friend Poem by Debra Masky

As I sit by my office window, and watch the setting sun, my thoughts begin to wanderto thoughts about youOf how I first met youand how different you were.
We had so much to talk about, and so much to share.
Now as time as elapsed, I see a different you, I see a you - as one who is playing hard to get,
You said you were my friendbut is just fooling aroundand playing with my emotions, can there be another you? can I find that you whom I meta few months ago? I guess no.
I see you have time for everyone, but no time for me, is it because -I am from a different planetas you may think? Or is it because I am married? Can she not have a soul mate?
Whenever I have asked you out, You are too busy or have a lame excuseWhen I ask you to reply to my mail, you don't have not time and have a lot to doWhen I convey my feelingsYou have nothing to say.
All I can say is that, I wont bother you anymoreand ask you no more questions, send you no more emailsthat would need a replyAll I wanted to just say to you
Thank you being a Friend