If ever there was a time I did fear,
It would be the time I knew you wouldn’t be there
My heart sits and waits, but still I can’t see
What I would do if you weren’t there for me.

My soul would be empty and my heart all alone
My body would die with no way to atone
In sorrow and grief, I’d be lost in fantasy
Of times long past when you still cared for me

Even now your image burns strong in my mind
And forever I know I’ll come to find
That never did I doubt you were my best friend
But much more than that, friends to the end.

~ Matthew Jones

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Filed under: Poetry - @ October 25, 2009 4:51 am