Lost Friend By: WindofSpirits@yahoo.com The only thing I care about -- The thing I miss the most -- Talking with friends gone, Like being on the opposite coast. Sometimes I hear about you. Sometimes I wonder how you are. Now and then I remember The distance between us is so far. I've lost friends before. I don't want to again. I remember our last talk -- But it had to end. I thought it would not matter: A friend lost is nothing new to me. But then I sit and think about things, And it seems you're over the wide blue sea. When I think about our friendship, I wonder why it had to end. My life just sends me on, Although I wish we would talk again. BACK