I spent seven hours in the mall today and I am so beat.
It's nearly Christmas, you see, and everyone is in a panic.
I'm so far behind in my shopping for everything including
the you and I things...
I think of you at times like these, as I browse the stores.
Wonder if you're out somewhere shopping at a mall,
for all of the much needed You-And-I things that you and I need.
You and I...
You and I began as such a whim, really.
I never even knew we were we until we were.
A flash of a smile, a thumbed ride, a few random talks.
We had such great talks...
We had such great talks back when it was easier.
Before what was so right was realized to be so wrong.
My friend became a lover, who became a lover-friend.
And it cost me a friendship...
It cost me a friendship I valued beyond any other.
An eternal ear, a soft shoulder, and mutual admiration,
were among the things most dear in the loss.
And they still seem distant...
Distant memories of easier times sneak in as I sleep
and remind me of what is now the once-was.
It was a great time, one I still need again in so many ways.
Just not in enough ways...
Ways to say I'm sorry, or that I feel bad are all lost.
It's because I'm not, not really, and I don't, at all.
You were my best friend, and most competent lover
But it was just too late...
It was too late when I met you, for my heart was sworn to another,
to the mother of my young son, who also gave me my daughter.
It was too late, but it was just too real, and now just too far away.
I miss the before-the-you-and-I talks...
Talk between us now are so brief we barely speak.
How's the kids, things, your other, how's Mom?... great.
And Trev? Nice. Hope all is well, congrats on the trophy.
See you later, miss you too, click...
Clicks in my ear have me spinning even now, years later.
I have my life, and it's real and right, but at times.
At certain times, in certain conditions, certain clicks in my ear
still have me holding back the tears...
Author notes
Alright, as promised, it has been re-worked. Hope this is better, and yes "I read this".
Hope this is a better second draft. Got inspired.
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Wow, i think maybe there are more of us that have this feeling in our lives than we care to admit. I too lost a best friend because we stepped over that imaginary line, it sucks because you can't turn off your heart.
And even now I am single, of course it's way too late to pick up the pieces. This brings tears. 
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This has tears falling from eyes and my cheeks are drenched. The story behind this poem is so heart-breaking, and yet so understood. This happens to a lot of people more than what it actually should. I think you did a marvelous job with this brilliant masterpiece and best of luck to you in the contest. God bless you always. Awesome job with the title that I gave you.
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Still Gold Worthy
"Just not in enough ways..."
I always had the feeling that "we" were not good enough.
"It was too late when I met you, for my heart was sworn to another"
I knew this... I think I told you the same thing.
"I miss the before-the-you-and-I talks..."
Yeah, I know what your saying
"certain clicks in my ear
still have me holding back the tears..."
Me too
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Gold Trophy Worthy
Well, I am glad that this is for a contest, because I cannot ever see you getting this down about this subject. From what I know, and these days it doesn't seem like much, you have to much self respect. I got a little off track.... I do like what you did with the title. I think that I would have gone in a different direction as this seems cliche, please do not take offense to that, but I still think that it is gold trophy worthy my friend!!!!
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You were right...
I read this about a dozen times, and you were right, it was sooooo cliche'. Hope you like the new one better.
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