*a friend asked me to write her a poem she...
do you remember the time we...

Have i told you lately
how good a friend you are...

Your voice
his voice...

In forests deep and dark with rain,
are mysteries you can't explain...

This is for you
my invisible friend...

Happiness is found in the strangest places
a giggle...

I guess when I thought I had you
I lost all sense of perception...

The tear drops on my pillow
the pain in my heart...

As i look back
i try to figure...

I guess time tells,
who your real friends are...

*hey i wrote dis recently n its full of my...
so i guess its true...

*plz comment and vote*
Letting go...