Saturday, July 25, 2009

But somewhere along the line,
We slowly came apart.
I was here, you were there,
It tore a hole in my heart.
Things were changing,
Our cheerful music reversed its tune.

Suddenly we are miles apart,
Two different people, with nothing the same.
It was as if we hadn't been friends;
Although we knew deep in our hearts
Neither one of us was to blame.

As we grow older, things must change
But they don't always have to end.
Even though it is different, now,
You will always be my friend.

Taken from a poems on dwindling friendships.

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