Dear Friend

I'm sorry.

The things I said, the things I meant,

for your pain, I must repent.

I pushed you away, I put the blame,

it was not your fault, I hid my shame.

My bothered mind, my sleepless soul,

could not make our friendship whole.

I miss you deeply, from the heart,

I wish we were not apart.

 

 

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