There shall be days,
When all I want comes true.
Yet there is fear,
They won't be here with me.
They left for long days _
Not asking, not looking _
For I, for so long,
have longed for their touch,
Their kind words, and their hugs.
I miss them so,
When all I want comes true.
Yet there is fear,
They won't be here with me.
They left for long days _
Not asking, not looking _
For I, for so long,
have longed for their touch,
Their kind words, and their hugs.
I miss them so,
Yet forgotten, I have become.
Where shall I go from here?
Where shall I go from here?
© A Furious Child
Aside of some grammar and punctuation errors, it's good.
ReplyDeleteNow about the topic, and in answer to your question...
Honey, it's either one of two things:
1. your friends are busy.
2. They don't even like you!
You feel for them and seek them, but they don't care that much.
Hold on to those whom you know care about you. The rest are not worth the while!