About the Poem
Friend is a term used very loosely today. In reality, few people in life who I call friends are anything more than acquaintances. They're certain things we can expect from a true friend however: Compassion, support, honesty to name a few.
Maybe even more important than all of these is respect. Respecting a friend's choices in life, especially when they aren't pleasing to you, can be a grievous task, pushing to emotional extremes. In some cases, a very hard lesson learned.
Still, my own heart being tested by someone I hold very dear, I've come to hold friendship in an even higher regard. Just what would you do (or not do) for a "friend" in light of their happiness? At what point is the line of trust crossed?
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|by Michael Anderson|
I watch you walk up with man-
I've never seen before.
You introduce me as "a friend",
Well, who could ask for more?
I smile and ask how you have been,
Trying not to let the pain show.
All the while dying deep within,
A love I can't let go.
I find I'm still prone to sunlight shone-
O'er highlights on golden tresses-
Of soft hair glistening, reminiscing-
In my thoughts, your sweet caresses.
Mystifying eyes still mesmerize-
My mind, like diamonds gleaming.
In memory of you and me-
I find myself day-dreaming.
Then, my worse fear, pulling me near,
A kiss upon the cheek.
I pray you don't see, like glass, through me-
How your touch still makes we weak.
I turn my head in nervous dread-
You'll note the tear in my eye.
To catch my breath I give a deep sigh,
But, then, I hear you say good-bye.
My heart reeling in desperate feeling,
Screams out from emptiness.
Words in my head forever left unsaid-
As I only wish you happiness.
You walk away holding his hand,
An image Time seems to suspend.
For in all held true, I never knew-
It could hurt so bad to have "a friend".