As you travel down the road called life,
you pass things by
and they are gone for good.
You meet good friends and some are not.
And when you meet those that are true and blue,
Life seems to be a little less sad.
Anticipation fills your mind,
Waiting to see them one more time.
Sometimes things happen that you cannot fix.
It is then that you know that they were good.
There seems to be a spot
which feels kinda hollow
When those you love are no longer there.
You wish to chat or even laugh.
There is no cure for what you feel.
just one more look
or one more touch.
Life is full of sad times,
but there are also good.
When that hollow spot is filled,
Not with joy but sadness,
it is then you know you lost something good.
You sleep at night and dream those dreams,
only to wake and know they were fake.
Boredom sets in and you search for the new,
Knowing friends like those are very few.
They have helped you through so many things,
and now you are alone to try to think.
It is truly sad that they are gone,
never to return to help you through.
It is never good to sit and dwell.
Things do change and never are the same,
it is up to you as to how they change.
I know there is nothing to say
that will change the way some folks feel.
It just hurts when they go away.

jk11/20/08