How can love just die,
and friendship fly
away?
How can all the closeness and
memories of warm, loving years
just stop cold?
With a handshake on the phone?
And no tears?
A call that ends because
there's nothing left to say?
How can two who would be
together forever
never speak to each other
again?
How can love just die
and friendship fly
and end in so much pain?
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My inner poet begs to be set free. Some of these musings are old, some are new; some observed, others lived. Enjoy.
1 comment:
It's so true. So many loves fall out of our lives this way. Brings back several memories.
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