A Friend

Nothing to do, but be happy for you

A love was lost but found for you 

Alone I am again

 

But I will not weep and perish

I can stand on my own

I hope you will still be my friend

 

A love we had in close connection

Care and strong affection

But I was not ready to committ

And it's now too late

 

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