Best Friends?

By The Broken One Who Fixed It • August 12, 2006 04:44 UTC

We used to be the best of friends. I ask myself, "What happened to us?" Well, we grew up. You may not need me, but I need you. It seems sometimes, I have no one. I thought you'd always be there. I guess I thought wrong. Now it seems everyone is more interesting than me. I guess to you, it is. Just don't forget what we once had. Because we were the best of friends. The times we shared... I was so happy. I thoguth we were forever inseperable. I try so hard to change your mind. I still want to be your friend. But now it's like I don't exist at all. We've both changed. I realize that now. But in my mind, I guess I'll be OK. Because at least I can always remember what we once had...

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August 13, 2006 16:11.:side:walk:.

I can really relate ot this poem. I always feel invisible to this person who used me to get to this other person and to be friends with her. I thought I was really friends with her, but I guess it was nothing. you should make more poems, I love reading your poems!

August 13, 2006 16:11.:side:walk:.

August 15, 2006 02:45Shattered Mirror

MUCHO LOVE IT!! u rock JODS!!!

August 23, 2006 06:29poemwritter

i was just checking out some of these on line poems to decide if i wanted to make mine private or public as every one says i need to make mine public for its the way to get themout there and be read ...and i just chose yours to look at... it was really great and i thank you for allowing us to read it .....

September 29, 2006 05:25User

Emmm..very good..I love this..reminds me of my best friend who's studying abroad..and this is to poemwriter(I hope you will see this)..where are your poems..did you set it to active mode..??
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