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My Best Friend

I was a child, young and lost
At the tender age of fourteen
Alone all the time with nothing to do
Never heard and barely ever seen

Then one day I saw you there
And wanted to learn how to play
At the basketball court I asked of you
And "Yes" was all you could say

After that my life had changed
I found in you a true friend
All the hurt I bared before
You somehow helped to mend

Then we heard the dreadful words,
"Let's go, we're moving away"
I felt so lost, scared, and alone
All I wanted was you to stay

You Swore to me no matter what
That nothing was going to change
Just to keep on the bright side
It'll only be a four mile range

We've shared our ups and downs
And helped heal each others pain
We've lost many battles and fights
But to us it was always a gain

Don't ask me to explain it now
I haven't got a single clue
A piece is missing from my life
And you know that it is you

It has now been eight long years
And no matter what i do
I feel that you don't see the pain
In the best friend with the blues

So please forgive me here today
The friendship I wish to mend
Just like we told each other before
We'll be best friends until the end.

Author notes

On March 11, 2005 it has been 8 long years of friendship and sticking through everything side by side.  i love my best friend so much and we've been having problems over the last year ... so i wrote this for her Enjoy
Written March 10th, 2005

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  • Roxx
    October 1, 2006
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    Touching

    Oh my god! This was amazing! This really touched my heart. I had a best friend that moved when I was 11. (we were friends since I was 3) It really hurts. I can tell by how you write that you are speaking from the heart. I hope you and you're friend work it out.

  • -saved-
    April 11, 2005
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    Wow. This poem reminds me of my friend, Amanda. We have been friends for 9 years about and things have changed. We don't communicate as much. She's over there and I'm here. No matter what happens, though, she'll always been accepted by me and I'll always consider her as my friend. We had so much when we were little and we had promised to be best friends forever. In my heart, I'll always have a place for her even if we don't communicate so much. When you get a best friend and then they drift away from you, apart of you still has them inside... and it always will. Good job and keep writing. This was really good. Good luck in my contest. Laters.
    ~Saved~


  • My unshed tears
    March 29, 2005
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    ahhh... friends are hard to keep... i know i just lost my best friend who i loved more than anything in the world a few months ago after we had been closer than close for years and years and it has completely shattered me... killed every part of me that was living inside.... beautifully written but
    thanks for entering my contest and good luck, sorry it is taking me so long to get through all the entries but there are a lot of them and I have been away all weekend. I will do my best to get this wrapped up in the next couple of days


  • kenty
    March 24, 2005
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    brilliant

    brilliant I hope your friend reads this and calls you ,,

  • Anthos
    March 15, 2005
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    This is something i can relate to. I once had a friend like this. Today he is a very successfull businessman, living in a big house, driving a big luxury SUV, being a dad to two beautifull daughters....happily married (or so it seems)
    I'm not welcome at his house anymore, me dressed in my t-shirt & jeans, wearing my safety boots.

    I know that he wish we could still be friends like we used to, but i might just embarrass him, or soil his thick pile carpets......

    You can't buy love, respect or even friendship.....

    I sincerely hope that you and your friend will mend this friendship, something i could not do......
    Edited on Mar 15, 6:42 because 'spelling, spelling, spelling.........'.

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