I see the changes in you. It saddens me but you won’t know or care. Do you feel lost? Do you want to scream? Do you see and feel the changes in yourself? I know we don’t talk anymore; I know you don’t want me around. But then I see the changes in you and they worry me. I pray for you, but you will never know. I pray that you see the light again. I pray that you surround yourself with goodness.
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A lovely and truly appropriate poem.
Thank you. I had a good friend, well I thought she was a good friend, and now she seems to hate me. But I see the differences in her and realize she needs prayer even if she won’t talk to me.