I loved my friend,

He loved me,

I searched for him,

He left,

I was devastated,

He did not leave a note,

I wrote to him often,

He did not respond,

I still think about him,

He has forgotten of me,

I miss my beloved friend’s warm smile,

He is as cold as ice now,

I yearn to hear his rambunctious laugh,

He is as silent as the night now,

I ache for the comfort of his embrace,

He as prickly as a cactus now,

I pine for the sheen of his bright eyes,

He is as dark as a dungeon now,

I wish to tell him I kissed a girl,

He is unconcerned with the tales of mere striplings,

I want to make a bowl of oats for him,

He likes soup now,

I long to dance in the rain with him,

He prefers to be dry now,

I love my friend,

Maybe she knows.