One thing to ask,
full of fear.
One thing to say,
I hope you hear.
How can you have feelings for me?
But then not even care.
Am i just a bad memory?
Were you just looking for a soul to tear?
I told you you would be safe with me.
That you shouldn't have to fear.
But you drifted into darkness.
You just refused to hear.
If you dont reply to this,
We will never speak again.
But it looks like thats how you want it.
From: Your Forgotten Friend
© David J Gossett 2005
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