I want to hold on but it's so hard to show
When "learn to let go" is all I've ever known.
Filled with regret for our silent year,
But know I've thought of you each day, my dear.
Wonder when you are laughing, when admire the skies,
The moments you feel alone and the tears that you hide.
Miss our whispered talks and the moments we "just knew",
All of our dreams and things we planned to do.
Our tree has had its summer and all good things must end,
But to this very day I still miss you dear friend.
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