Sunday, April 17, 2011

TIME MENDS

It starts with 'hi',

Moving on to a joke;

Before you know it,

You're a gone bloke.


The friendship deepens,

The ties grow strong,

You feel like you have

A shoulder to cry on.


And even though that's true,

You're misreading it my dear,

For of breaking their heart,

You should have no fear.


For they never loved you,

At least not in the way you thought,

And now you're just someone

With their nerves fraught.


But that doesn't really matter,

For you're still a friend,

And every other sorrow,

Time will mend.

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