»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #1
»
Brokenhearted friend
| Open Poetry #1 |
|
Brokenhearted friend |
|
|
Princess Lily Member
since 1999-07-13
Posts 149USA |
She came to my house and picked me up- never saying a word I asked her time and time again- to say at least one word I didn't know what was wrong with her- she had that unreadable look but as that tear rolled down her cheek- in my hand her hand I took I said that I was here for her- as she pulled to the side of the road What she said as she looked at me- hit me like a load She said that she was crying because- I had left her side she felt as if in me- she could not confide I asked her what she meant by this- asked what I had done She looked at me- straight in the eye Then she looked away- told me I could not see her cry I told her I did not understand all this- at that she took away her hand she told me then what was wrong- her oyster had not found it's grain of sand At that comment I understood- she had been waiting for me to see That the one she loved left her brokenhearted- and by not seeing this I too had left her brokenhearted ~Please don't forget your friends' feelings~ ------------------ We see only what we want to see~unless perhaps~we believe [This message has been edited by Princess Lily (edited 07-26-99).] |
||
| © Copyright 1999 Princess Lily - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Alwye
Moderator
Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
A powerful message, and so true. Wonderful! ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "I will sail my vessel 'till the river runs dry, like a bird upon the wind, these waters are my sky..." Garth Brooks |
||
|
Princess Lily Member
since 1999-07-13
Posts 149USA |
Thank you very much.I sometimes don't realize that my friends are in pain because I too have problems to deal with, but I try very hard to keep up with their lives and mine. ------------------ We see only what we want to see~unless perhaps~we believe |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||