There's a part of me that cares,
but I know I must move on.
I can't let you hurt me without trying--
I have to give you up to God.
I have to let you be what he intended you to be--
just a special friend whom he has given to me.
A friend that makes me laugh a lot
on days when I'm sad--
but you're not always perfect either--
no sometimes you make me mad.
But how many people in our lives
never disappoint us?
Never fear my companion,
for I'll always forgive--
I know who you are--
not perfect-- but my friend.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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