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The Haunted

NOTE: This isn't about a boyfriend. This is about a bestfriend I had a long time ago, that happened to be a guy...
I woke up one morning,
I thought I was over you.
The rain and my tears started pouring,
I thought you were over me too.

I feel as though I'm haunted,
By memories of the past.
You were the greatest friend I've ever had,
But you left me so fast.

I remember you in my mind,
My dreamas set on a reality so false.
Hoping I could say it one time,
The currents' as fast as my pulse.

My friend is gone,
So quickly he left me.
Ran away without a word,
Never to return.

You never say a word about me,
Never think or say my name.
Although I know I'm haunted,
I don't feel quite the same.

My life is plauged with thoughts of you,
How we laughed for hours,
How you gave me hope, too.
We had dreams so real,
As friends often do,
But sometimes, I feel,
Those dreams were my own,
& had nothing to do with you.

I think now of how happy I sometimes seem to be,
Wearing a mask of joy,
But all I feel is pity,
For myself and for you, dear friend of mine.

I wonder how you're living your days,
What you do with your time.
Thinking my life is an endless maze,
Hoping my thoughts aren't a crime.

I feel as if I'm screaming &
No one dares to look at me.
Not even you would,
For I know I'm haunted.

Go away, painful thoughts!
Let me live in peace!

My heart is now dying,
While yours is filled with deciet.

NOTE TO THOSE FROM CITRUS HIGH: I know this sounds like a love poem, but its REALLY not. He was a very close friend of mine that I lost a looooong time ago. Please don't get the wrong idea.

Email: hazel316@yahoo.com