
Em, (ME) Tanith and Ruth
I miss you, sometimes
maybe more than I should say
I love you, But not like that
You're just a friend, I wouldn’t have it different way
but you’re not here
And, Sometimes
That’s just not okay
when I used to see you,
regularly
Like every day, I never was grateful
Not even once, because It felt timeless,
Like this was just our everyday
but I was wrong, now time has moved
and so have we, and I don’t get to say,
morning, to your friendly face
I can’t tell you this
because,
You would laugh in my face
But most of the time
I wish you weren’t so far away
About the Creator
O T Wellswood
Poet
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