My parents told me I was never allowed to see or speak to a certain boy. I didn't understand the reasoning. I didn't agree. But most of all, I missed my friend. He had become my best friend, and there was a hole left without him. It is important to know that when I wrote this poem, I wasn't in love with him. I just loved my best friend.
I won't know your pain.
I won't know your sorrow.
I won't see your happiness and I won't see your tomorrow.
I won't see you reach for your star,
but I'll be proud of you.
And when you find your dream.
I still hop it comes true.
When you are the best you'll be, I will never know.
But in my heart, I'll still love you so.
You may move on in life.
I hope you go for far.
I'll always think of you, but I'll never know where you are.
I'm afraid you might be scared and I won't be there for you.
So I pray God gives you strength and watches over you.
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