My Friends

My Friends 


Hello my friends, it's me 

It has been a long time since we last spoke, 

so long since I last hugged you. 

Our friendship is stronger than that. 

I don't have to call you or see you everyday, 

to prove how much our friendship means. 

You have known me for a long time, 

you should know by know, 

I cherish our friendship, 

you should know how much I love you. 

Well my friends, 

I have come to another crossroad in my life. 

another decision to make, 

which way should I go? 

Should I stay here to make you happy? 

Should I feel like I am going nowhere fast, 

like there is nothing here for me? 

Or should I leave to satisfy my needs to make me happy for once? 

Do what is necessary to make myself happy for a change, 

should I experience my life? 

find what I am looking for? 

We should remember that if I go, our friendship isn't over. 

It will become stronger and it will continue to grow. 

Our friendship has survived many ups and downs, 

many good times and bad times. 

We will always have our memories. 

Just think, when we do see each other. 

it will make our time spent together more special. 

So my friends, 

I'll leave now to find what my life is missing, 

to satisfy my every need. 

I will not say goodbye... 

that sounds finished 

and our friendship is far from finished. 

so I will just say, 

I love you, 

I'll miss you and  

I'll see you soon.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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A  Avatar
January 21, 2016 at 11:37 AM
you write well on friendship, a heartfelt poem. SKAT
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January 21, 2016 at 11:58 AM
Thank you :-) I have had many wonderful friends in my life.
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