Friends Never Say Goodbye

Friends never say
goodbye...
But you and me
will never be the
same again.

Our friendship is
like a dying rose...
Every petal falls
off.

Every single rose petal
means something....
What you did to our
friendship is that
rose petal.

I’m sorry....but that
rose...is never going
to grow back....
And neither is our
friendship.

poem by Lisa Parks
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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