My Friend Is Lost, My Heart Is Broke

in a room I lay with you invading my thoughts
I cant seem to get you out of my head
I know I should let go and move forward
But It eats me to think I lost my only friend.

I cant bring myself to cry
nor do I know how to get closure
I don't want to let go of you
but reality is, it has been over.

I didn't care if you hurt me
because at least you were there
pride no longer a factor
and I know you really cared.

It became a chore to stay away
that is what u needed at the time
I tried to be there regardless	
because I was the happiest when at ur side.

I never could grasp the reason
or what I did so wrong to you	
I felt like I understood and It was okay
but at the end of the day, it wasn't  i u'd choose.

Understanding on a verbal contract	
but I wasn't the one who left	
I get why you did the things you did
but u didn't get,  for you i wanted only the best.

well, now I am here and you there
as I have come to peace with whats real	
I know I have to be at a distance for now
need time for my heart to heal	

I am still your friend, that won't ever change
but I have to go on with my life 	
you told me from the beginning but I chose not to listen
and I can say that with you I honestly tried.

tried to love and never judge
although things made me feel like I wasn't good enough	
Maybe I was to deep into my heart
and I was mistaken our arrangement 
     for something it never was………
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Loving Iii Avatar
February 14, 2011 at 6:57 AM
i had to make this one of my favs. jhl
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February 14, 2011 at 6:54 AM
my young friend. this is all part of growing up. and this will teach you how to deal with greater losses. the loss of a loved one, the loss of a lover, the loss of a pet. these things happen because they are beyond our control. and we have to be prepaired to handle each loss with out loseing control of our selves. i was deeply touched by your confession of truth. and it was so beautifully expressed. yours John Henry Loving III
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