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It's because of me that we're apart,
I think i've bruised your loving heart,
Together again you'll just see,
for our love was meant to be,
And for when i'm back,
My hugs and kisses
You'll never lack,
So i'll end this poem with a kiss,
and send it to the one i miss.
This poem was sent to me from my oldest and bestest friend who took my brother away from me and over the years we have learnt to put our past behind us and reconnect our friendship and now i get to see them all, i have 2 nieces and 3 nephews which is great. I don't surpose that our friendship will be as great as it was but i am building it up. Getting in contact with such an old friend as made me realize that life is short and don't waste a moment of it arguing.