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I lay down on the grass...
The soft green grass from our favorite park.
I close my eyes, but have to remind myself that you're not there.
That never again will you be.
I hit the ground in anger; frustration.
Knowing that I'm never going to see you again.
I miss your smile.
I miss your laugh.
I miss the way you'd always make me happy.
I miss the times we spent just...talking.
About nothing in particular...
But always something...
Meaningful.
I miss the late night phone conversations.
Where I could hear the smile in your voice.
I miss your way of saying "Everything is going to be alright",
And how I always believed you.
I miss knowing that I'm going to be okay.
I miss knowing someone's there for me.
I open my eyes...
Looking around...
Hoping...
That maybe it was a dream...
That maybe you're not gone.
But...
No...
You are...
Forever...
A tear of mine falls into the grass...
And I remember how you'd wipe them away.
My best friend...
I miss you.
©2009 ~EeveeEvil
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I wrote this for an English assignment...it was about loss...and of course...my best friend came to mind...oh well...hope you like it.

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:iconxxsamsaysxx:
I do like it. It's beautiful! Great work!

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"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you've imagined. As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler."
-Henry David Thoreau
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Thank you =D.

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The hardest part of heartbreak is not the initial pain, it is the seemingly endless search for the person who can put it back together.
:iconxxsamsaysxx:
Your welcome.

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"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you've imagined. As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler."
-Henry David Thoreau

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