When will memories I have of you fade
and not cut into my soul like a rusty old blade.
When will my heart not skip a beat
as I happen to see you on the street.
When will the sadness not slash at my heart
because I see you and know we are apart.
When will I not feel the guilt and shame
for somehow I know I am to blame.
When can I stop pretending that I don't see
whenever your car passes by me.
When will my heart not fill with tears
thinking of what I thought would last years.
When will I be numb to the pain
that I feel when I hear your name.
When will I stop feeling like I have lost a part
of my soul, my life, and my heart
When will I feel that I am whole again
never, ever, for I have lost you my friend.

08/03/2002

Posted on 08/03/2002
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