*~Dear Friend~*

Old.

On the inside, there's a lot of misery and on the inside it is fake happiness. 

Yes, in my heart I'm in love, 

but that doesn't change my secret sadness. 

Indeed you bring a real smile to my face, 

but when we don't speak my eyes fill with tears. 

I haven't seen you in a while, when are you coming back? 

Dear friend, will it be sooner or later? 

Eventually or never? 

Oh dear friend how I miss you so... 

Do you still care for me? 

I know you remember me because we spoke again after five years in the summer of '09. 

Talking to you seems different then before. 

I can't stop myself from how I feel about you... 

Dear friend, I love you!

Author's Note

I know this is a little crazy sounding.