Time moves on and with it things change and so do friends.
The person you once knew was only a reflection of the friend she once was.
As time passes the real entity emerges. Someone totally different then who you once knew. It’s hard being that reflection again when you enjoy being the person you now are.

What do you do?
Except the changes, remember the good times and move on too. In time you'll meet new friends.


r&r some of my poems let me know what u think.