Cinnamon Roll Friend
CINNAMON ROLL FRIEND
Felica my long ago friend
I am remembering our short
“Do you remember me?" Conversations-
Or at least I think we had some
My first answer was not entirely true
for which I have since felt blue- I do
remember you and did that day like a
a cinnamon roll
I did not recognize you at first
in the bright sunlight but my request
to see you again was sincere- I looked for you
every time I was in town and then I sadly moved away
again
Maybe next time if there ever is one
our conversation could last longer- perhaps
you were an illusion and perhaps I was one too
But I really want to be friends again-Where are you
my cinnamon roll friend?
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