A poem about forgotten friends and how this girl who feels as if she has been put into the back of a friend’s closet.
You know the
closet of friends we
all have an
then there’s a pair
of forgotten friends
that you never hang
with anymore
Say a year ago
they were your
closest friend now they
are at the back of
your closet because there old an worn
Well this is how I think
my love feels about me
because he used
To call me everyday
and now I haven’t
heard from in a month
This has also happened with a few of my friends I became useless after a while
things that weren’t
destined wouldn’t have stuck anyways
I wish my love would
just think about me
and become alive
in my closet
again just a
call would be nice
The old and faded
can always go good
with someone else
But if you don’t
use me soon I’ll
be gone from
your closet and
you will wonder
where I have gone
I will be stuck
just farther in
the back then expected…
don’t worry I
will never leave
your closet of friends
because I care
too much about you…
Maybe I never
showed it but
I really did
Your usually at
the top of
my list of
things to think about…
Anyways hopefully my
love I hope I see you again
and that you
pull me out
of the back
sometime soon
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