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Crossing That Bridge











Forgive me when I tell you this

I don't think of you much these days.

I cannot bear the sadness

when on heart-strings, memory plays.



I only allow the little thoughts

that flitter by and bring a smile.

To induldge in deeper memories

just leaves me crying for awhile.



I cannot look upon your face.

It brings me right to tears.

You were indeed my greatest friend,

I'll treasure those few years.



I still have all your email,

our chat conversations too.

You know I can't delete them

...the only essence left of you.



Perhaps one day, I'll come to terms

and deal properly with this loss.

But 'til that day, that bridge will wait

until I feel ready, then I'll cross.