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My Blessing

You were leaving and I didn't know what to do. Many times you said that this was going to be the day, and many times it turned out not. I almost didn't believe you. It was like a dream and at any moment I would wake up and still have you next to me. Now that you are gone, I wish you back. At first I didn't cry and then it hit me. You were gone, and gone for good. Would we talk again? See each other again? Or would this be when we would go our seperate ways? Once it hit me I cried for days and nights, remembering all our memories we shared together. I ended up crying so much I cried myself dry. Here we are now, a little over a year since you left and we still talk, and we'll be seeing each other soon. July to be exact. Oh, how I long for that day to come. Will we always be in each other's lives? Oh...I believe so. I can't picture my life without you. Remember? You are my angel, my best friend, BFFE? It's kind of funny how we've come all this way. Me liking you, and you me, but both in denial. Then me liking you, and then you liking me. And now just friends. We'll always be that no matter what happens between us. Do you think there ever will be more? We talked about it once before. Remember? When I was dating Jared? Everytime I think of you, so many emotions happen all at once. First I'm happy, and then I'm sad. Then I'm wholesome, and then I'm lonesome. You're the one that changes my bad days into my good days and my good days into my even better days. I sometimes wonder where I stand with you, but I think I know. Heck! I guess I'm not all that bad if you've put up with me for three or four years. And you know in that one poem I wrote, "...you are my bestest friend now, what a blessing I take.."? Well, that's for sure. You are a blessing to me and this blessing I shall surely take.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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