Cherished Memory

I wonder some times if you think about me,
And think to your self what might have been.

I think about you sometimes,
And pray that your happy.

I think about the good times,
And smile remembering them all.

I think of the great many things you taught me,
And wonder if some how I taught you as well.

I sit and cry thinking I lost a friend,
And think to myself how beautiful it was.

I wonder if we will ever be friends like we once were,
And try to get my heart to feel a little less.

I think about how you picked me up when I needed you,
And wish I had been able to do the same for you.

I know that in the end my love wasnt as strong as yours,
And I wish for you the best life can bring.

I have nothing but a memory,
And I cherish it above most.

I hope you can one day think of me and smile,
And know this old friend has nothing but love for you still.

I know God did not have this in his will,
And in my heart I will always know it was real.