Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Gratitude

I look at you and you return a glance
I could have sworn I've seen you here before
I look at you, you look back quizzically
It seems you recognize my face as well

I go through memories that time forgot
Remember things I've sworn that I'd erase
The pain it brings me hits me with a blow
I look up and the tear fill up my eyes

It's happiness that brought the tears back up
For in my saddest time there was a friend
Who helped me gat back up upon my feet
But then she dissappeared without a trace

And now as I look up she's gone again
She's left and vanished like a wisp of smoke
I've not a clue to why she's evasive
But this poem is one of gratitude.

1 comment:

  1. tightly*
    beautiful poem. I hope you find you r friend again. I think you will. :D

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