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Array ( [sid] => 65476 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Unknown Friends [time] => 2004-09-28 18:58:57 [hometext] => Dedicated to my freind Josh, we met one winter for 8 weeks but never again. But that 8 weeks felt like a lifetime. In memory of my friend Josh(Jason) [bodytext] => Alternate Title: Boy on Bus, ,Brief Incounter, Old Friends/New Friends, Josh. Which one do you like. I can't make up my mind.

I sat on the bus
It was like any other year
Sitting there with Friends from the past
Listening to the old converstions

You sat in front of me
It was your first year in the program
You looked out the window
I sat behind you
You turn to the person sitting next to you
and start a conversation

I over hear what you say
but don't know how it started
One minute we were strangers
Then our eyes met
And in that instent
It was like our past, present and future
colliding all at once
This feeling of recognition
Is so strong that I don't want to let go
I wonder were I''ve seen him before
I wonder if we met in past lives

We laugh and make jokes together
We do pranks and ski toghether
We listen to eachother
We become best friends
We're even closer then best friends

In the end we forgot to get eachothers numbers
In the end we forgot were we each lived
In the end we departed eachothers company
In the end we never talk to eachother

You promised you'd be back
But you never came

I've never forgot our year together
Ive never forgotten your face
I wonder if you think of me
I wonder if you've forgotten me

I wish I could find you again
I wish I could see you again
I wish we could talk those long talks again
I wish we could ski together again
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Unknown Friends

Contributed by StoneAngel on Tuesday, 28th September 2004 @ 06:58:57 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



Alternate Title: Boy on Bus, ,Brief Incounter, Old Friends/New Friends, Josh. Which one do you like. I can't make up my mind.

I sat on the bus
It was like any other year
Sitting there with Friends from the past
Listening to the old converstions

You sat in front of me
It was your first year in the program
You looked out the window
I sat behind you
You turn to the person sitting next to you
and start a conversation

I over hear what you say
but don't know how it started
One minute we were strangers
Then our eyes met
And in that instent
It was like our past, present and future
colliding all at once
This feeling of recognition
Is so strong that I don't want to let go
I wonder were I''ve seen him before
I wonder if we met in past lives

We laugh and make jokes together
We do pranks and ski toghether
We listen to eachother
We become best friends
We're even closer then best friends

In the end we forgot to get eachothers numbers
In the end we forgot were we each lived
In the end we departed eachothers company
In the end we never talk to eachother

You promised you'd be back
But you never came

I've never forgot our year together
Ive never forgotten your face
I wonder if you think of me
I wonder if you've forgotten me

I wish I could find you again
I wish I could see you again
I wish we could talk those long talks again
I wish we could ski together again




Copyright © StoneAngel ... [ 2004-09-28 18:58:57]
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Re: Unknown Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by all4him on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 01:35:33 PM AEST
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i like that title, brief incounter! thats a good title! I love the poem its written with strong feelings. Well done. keep it up!




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