My Friend


My Friend hate to say
but it's time the words are said.
To tell you that I'm sorry
our friendship now is dead.
I told you this would happen
but you could not understand
that time changes people like tide changes sand.
I know our friendship was lovely and now it has to end.
For I look at you differently I am in love with you,
My friend.

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