I know who you used to be.
I know it doesn't mean much to say that anymore...
Seven days they say, it took
to create every cranny, every cove, every nook...
their worries wound up
the - clock ticking torment - of...
I’m fine
Deep down inside...
I still remember your eyes
and how they made my world open (as wide...
I could be one,
I could be two...
(If this poem site could literily talk)
I've been meaning to speak to y'all...
It was ten years ago when I moved away
not sure what I was looking for...
If you can describe friendships in one word,
How would you tell it to another person...
We laughed
Until we forgot...
all I have left
in place...
The times we had and stories that we shared,
when I did almost drown in waters deep...