My Love

Here I sit on this white chair,

Watching my friends just be themselves;

Wondering when I'll see them again;

Clutching onto them as the slip from my hands.


Being pulled in different directions;

Wondering what will happen to them, to us;

Praying the Lord brings us back together;

Lord, how can I walk away from this?


Happiness is....

Friends loved, but lost.


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