This poem means so much to me My best friend of many years who was closer than anything to me She left and I never heard from her again I knew she had to go but I thought that we'd never be separated Maybe I thought wrong or maybe someday well meet again

I wrote this poem as an apology to my best friend. We'd been friends for half our lives, 12 years. Things happened that never should have and now we're no longer friends. I miss her. I hope this poem touches someone, because it didn't touch her.

Growing away from friends is one of the hardest parts of growing up... mostly because it's our own fault for losing touch with each other. One of my close friends asked me how we had managed to lose touch.. This was my response to him.

I always though that me and my ex-wife would always be best friends

When we were together

This poem was written just today (4/18/99) for a friend of mine. She and I just are totally not on the same wavelength. I feel she doesn't need me. I used to tell her everything and now we sometimes don't even say hello anymore. I haven't showed her this poem and I don't know if I ever will (it was a way for me to release my feelings). I hope things get back to normal between us, because if I ever do tell her goodbye I will miss her terribly.

I wrote this poem about my childhood and the friends that resided there. I hope that anyone who reads this remembers and cherishes their childhood as much as I.

I wrote this poem at a time in my life in which my friend deserted me. It hurt me because I thought he really cared and it confused me so...the sudden change. I now know that when things get rough, you discover who your friends really are. I miss you.. Yet, I know it will never be the same.

I once had a friend, that no matter how hard we tried we always ended up in disagreements. This poem was written to let him know that no matter our arguments, our friendship would always be there.

Betrayal of a friend's feelings, whether intentional or not, can rip friendship apart, and leave both feeling empty. I hurt someone I care about very much, and the pain was too great for her to bear. Her friendship is like a shooting star flaring briefly across the heavens, a moment in time that I will treasure forever. Maybe, with time, the garden where our friendship grew will blossom again. Do I respect her wishes and never talk to her again, or do I try to make things right? I don’t know. Until I figure that out, this poem is my emotional release.

This is a poem about losing a best friend to shallow jealousy. Keep in mind all that is important to you. If you squeeze and hold on too tightly to your friends, eventually they will release their hold.