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Where Does A Friendship Go? We were actors starring in our own plays Dancing pirouettes while holding on to Our finely sculptured facades We met and knew each other's reality As though looking into a mirror Relief took hold and loosened our grip That kept us holding onto our masks And let go of them easily While they drifted slowly to our feet Our friendship began We became each other's sounding board The vented steam that had boiled up inside of us Finally had a release that was safe While sweeping up and discarding our past Our unity kept full the empty space Coping with our tragedies was less difficult As we cried through each rough moment And laughed at each ghost that tried to linger After the play had ended Together we built a castle high upon a mountain And marked it as our realm of independence The foundation made from shed tears The thick walls and moat built by the scars We kept watch over each other and ourselves And fought through the past hardships The present aches and pains of the aftermath And the anxiety of the future's uncertainty While our enemy's existence slowly disappeared The walls of our fortress washed away Leaving us to drift away on an ebbing tide We had survived the cold darkness of battle together And now healed, separate horizons beckoned us It had become time to chart our own courses Live our new lives and discover our own destiny I let go of your hand And watched as you sailed into your world Time has passed far too quickly As it does when one's life is well But I remember when things were hard And one day seemed to linger a lifetime I think of the bond you and I shared Wondering how we managed to separate Amazed that a friendship that at one time Was the major source of my existence Could so quickly disappear into my past I realize we will never be able to embrace With the same urgency we once felt But, I long to see you, my dear friend To hold your hand firmly and gently To see your face and look into your eyes I want to share with you the peace I have found Which only could have come about By having you as my friend |
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