Poem

I look at him, And a smile grows in my face. Just to remember the times, When he could've been mine. As he gives me a hug, While he puts his arms around me. I remember what I would've gave To only have a chance with him. But now I see him, In a different light. Yes, he still means the world to me, But now its a different way. His friendship means a lot to me, Although we never had much anything else. Now I see why God doesn't answer all prayers, Because some things are left better untouched.