Once upon a time, a twice weekly acquaintance...
young, lovely, bubbly, intelligent, this friend...
I wanted to believe in
All your little lies...
Your name is Hope
but you don't offer much hope to me...
I'm a fool
who can no longer play the fool...
Once long upon a time ago,
From cosmic dust two stars did grow...
Today I lost my best friend,
I had always assumed there would be no end...
What if we
Where met to be...
The most painful wound
is the relief less one...
This is a child's prayer,
My shout into the void...
I still search for you in the crowds,
Under the canopy of green leaves...
But this is not a love story
This is not a love note...
27 April 2009
11:44pm...