March 29, 2010
By , Clover, SC
There is never a good bye
It went away when he came
There isn’t even a ttyl
I was about to say “Good seeing ya. Oh well.”
Then I remembered what we were suppose to be
I thought to myself
Thinking I would know the outcome
I thought and nothing came to mind
So I closed my eyes
Images flowed through my dreams
They were images of what we had shared
Images of the past
The happy moments and good friendship
Today and yesterday
I opened my eyes and again I thought
For certain in my mind we were still friends

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