My New best friend
Today I met a greant new friend
Who knew me right away
It was funny how she understood
All I had to say.
She listened to my problems
She listened to my dreams
We talked about love and life
She'd been there too, it seems.
I never onced felt judged by her
She knew just how I felt
She seemed to just accept me
And all the problems I'd been dealt.
She didn't interrupt me
Or need to have her say
She just listened very patiently
And didn't go away
I wanted her to understand
How much this meant to me
But as I went to hug her
Something startled me.....
I put my arms in front of me
And went to pull her nearer
And relized that my new bestfriend
Was nothing but a mirror.
Retold my kimberly Kimberger
I got it from
s3x's journal. Also known as my friend, Chele.
I feel this connection with this poem.... I have friends, of course. Exept they lack one thing... Understanding. Some people don't understand how I feel, or what I'm going through.
It always helps to have a person to listen to you... I had this 'friend' who had problems, you see. He was confused, or he had problems with his girlfriend...
Being the good person I am, I played therapy with him. I listened to him, and gave advice. Well, he's a popular guy now, and popularity has gone to his head. -shrug-
We're still friends, I suppose... He's just changed alot. I was depressed once, and I went to him, thinking he would help.... I mean, how many times have I been there for him..? How wrong I was... -shrug- I barely know him now... =/
I'll stop rambling now. =X Anyways, post your opinions. -nudgenudge-