A Friend
I think I must have said something wrong
but I kept all of our secrets
and I can't find the problem.
I thought I made a friend.
It may not have been forever
but it was for right now
and that's all I needed.
We were in mid-stride
still learning about who we were
I was beginning to like you
and you humor.
I felt like I knew you for years
I don't feel that often
we even came up with nicknames
and code words
I felt young again
I still am but life can get you sometimes
you shared very little with me but I
noticed that life got you too
we had so much in common.
I hope you're ok, wherever you are
I'll keep a seat for you
at the table
the one that resides in my heart.
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