my dearest friend,
you have changed.
for all of naught,
to be or not to be?
i swear i could
count the days we would
talk nonstop but now you
act like there's nothing to say
or do!
i miss the other you terribly much,
but i accept you for who you are.
for the time of now,
i shall take my leave.
and maybe...
JUST maybe,
we shall be close again..
god....this sounds so corny....what the hell am i doing writing a damned poem like this? good ahead and laugh








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