My dear friend I didn't help you in your time of need, I'm sorry, I guess it was my greed.
The dogs ran towards you and you were screaming and screaming, while I was on my phone talking and dreaming.
I feel pathetic and from the bottom of my heart, I wish time would rewind to the start.
I love hanging out with you in your jeans and tee, I really hope that you will forgive me.
You're the reason I learned how to live without the fear of being judged, dear Sam I miss you so much.
It would mean a lot if you would forgive me, I wish we can become the friends we used to be.
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Sorry My Dear Friend
PoetryThis poem is dedicated to my dear friend whom I didn't help in her time of need
