This poem is to my friend Sandy
thought an memories often unsaid
Familiar smile, Visions appeared up ahead
Boring cold night, whit the memories in my head.
Failure to understand, Moments to myself try to for give and forget.
How could I, When the hurt in your heath still remains.
After the night, sun and moon should pass us bye, are friendship should always lies.
I hurt you whit all the words I brought to you.
Especially knowing that we were never friends to even begin.
I write this to you because I thought that you should be able to know the truth,
Holding of the pass well never re-new, that why I wrote this poem just for you.
I sorry for all the hurt I cause you, I'm hoping that maybe you could for give me, an move on to what thus God being.
