This may not bo a poem..but i thought someone...
A lot of people say...

Laying here alone
Thoughts pass through my head...

Raindrops have formed,
Just waiting to burst out...

She acknowledged that she would never see him...
All she had left were distant memories...

Dreaming about you,
I am filled with many emotions...

We will always remember,
Remember that Friday night...

I am alone thinking,
Thinking about you...

Love is a srong word,
most people keep who they love to themselves...

Out of all my friends i have ever had,
You are the one i am glad i have...