Monday, July 11, 2011

Where are you?

There's nothing left for me to say. I miss her. I miss my best friend. I miss you. What is this? I hate not talking to you. I hate not knowing how you are. I hate not knowing how grandma is. Everything is so fucked up. I feel sort of lost without you in my life. I feel like a limb is missing. You know how something is gone but it feels like its still there. Yeah I have those times. I feel like you're still in my life. When I write new poems I automatically wanna tell you. When I go through something I wanna call you. But most of all when I'm happy && something great happens to me I want to hear you congratulate me && say how proud you are of me. Where did our friendship go? Matter of fact where did you go?