Alone

You used to come and visit
You don't come by anymore
I waited many hours
Hoping you'd walk through the door

I miss our conversations
You're the one who knew me best
I shared all my happy thoughts
And my shortfalls I confessed

I know I'm far from perfect
Have I scared my friend away
Without you here beside me
I feel so lost everyday

I got tired of waiting
So I called you on the phone
You feared I was mad at you
As you sat home all alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Soni Avatar
June 16, 2020 at 2:12 AM
Beautiful piece depicting the deep emotions of friendship. Great work. Congrats. Rashi
Lamoureux Avatar
June 16, 2020 at 8:31 AM
Thanks Rashi. I appreciate the visit.
Bono Avatar
May 16, 2013 at 3:25 PM
Being alone is no fun at all.take care
Bono Avatar
May 17, 2013 at 1:32 PM
That's a fact!
Lamoureux Avatar
May 16, 2013 at 4:37 PM
Being with someone and feeling alone is worse.
Buil Avatar
May 15, 2013 at 12:32 PM
Aww, so similar to something I've gone through too. Misunderstandings can ruin a friendship if you don't straighten them out. Well done!
Lamoureux Avatar
May 16, 2013 at 4:37 PM
I hope it worked out for you.
Manassian Avatar
May 15, 2013 at 6:06 AM
I'm so so glad you picked up that phone and made sure things were ok! It takes a strong man to be able to make that move. Great write!
Lamoureux Avatar
May 15, 2013 at 6:49 AM
Thanks Eileen
Tacito Avatar
May 14, 2013 at 7:11 AM
It should never have to come to that. More time is used in life wondering than knowing. When it comes to school, that's fine cause you're learning. When it comes to friendships/relationships, that's a waste. This was a good piece, sir!
Lamoureux Avatar
May 14, 2013 at 7:21 AM
Thanks Drake. I see this happen to people and I wonder why. Both sides feel hurt and pride prevents them from making a move towards the other. In the end both are sad.
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