WRITINGS.

BECAUSE YOU WILL NEVER MEET ME.

halfway across the world,

there’s a part of me that exists

in the lives of friends that i have not met

we find joy in spontaneous late night talks,

and odd times we find to chat around the clock,

in secrets shared,

and lessons about love and friendship learned;

these thousands of miles will continue to lie between us,

but you still don’t seem so far apart

for friendship doesn’t count miles,

it is measured by the heart

now i have come to realize,

that friendship is something that time nor distance can take away,

but merely a person in your life — choosing to stay

-A.E.

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