R Steven Swaim

David, I'm thinking about you so much today. I truly miss our friendship . I wanted you to know you're not forgotten so I wrote this for you.

I believe,

You were always, my closest friend.

I believe,

That someday, we'll meet again.

I believe,

Despair, is not a sin.

I believe,

I'll find peace, but I don't know when.

I believe,

You were often, misunderstood.

I believe,

Your heart was true and good.

I believe,

You suffered, more than one should.

I believe,

In change, if only I could.

I believe,

Your life, had much more to show.

I believe,

Your spirit, needed room to grow.

I believe,

You're in heaven, looking down below.

I believe,

You were loved, more than you know.

Dear David, It's taken me many years to post something here for you. I could really use your frindship tonight so I wrote this for you..

Where are you now, my dearest friend

How much I truly miss

The carefree days that we did spend

In childish, ignorant bliss.

When nothing seemed to close at hand

Nor distant, to believe

That all in life, we would command

And all we could achieve.

I see it now, within my mind

Our childhood filled with light.

But all the joy we left behind

Is a burden to my plight.

You only sought to have your share

And nothing more, I know

And feeling like nobody cared

You struck the fatal blow.

And I, who am left behind

Still running from the past

Know, only that in death, I'll find.

My dearest friend, at last.

I love you David,

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