friend,

oh friend,

friend,
i miss you -

i sense the
distance
but
moreover
i worry
about you
sometimes

at times
i fret that
you are
unhappy

see,
i worry
sometimes
that you are
not being
true
to you

or even
the possibility of
something new
for you

but these thoughts
are so much
less important
(and so much
more subjective)
than the fact that,

friend,
i miss you -

lawd,
i miss your
face
and
laughter

mostly
laughter

see,
i don't want to ask
but
when will i see you?

no,
i'm
not
so
busy

that one time
i fell asleep -
i'm so sorry

because
truly
i miss you
like 'crazy'
like alot
like i miss
myself
when life
becomes
'busy'

truly,
i must miss
myself
with yourself
mostly
when
we laugh
also
when
we chat
bout you
and me
and
endless
possibilities

so
come over
or
call me
cos friend,

i miss you
much
love