I Miss My Friend

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I miss my friend.

We were very good friends at one time. Our friendship is different. What I mean by this we didn’t see each other every day, sometimes not even months but we were always friends.

Our worlds are different I live in the real world and he lives in the Hollywood world.

Because of this he made choices to fit that style of life.

He has showed up knowing where I would be¸ because he shows up oddly, I am not sure if he is there for me.

Because of some choices he has made, can be very confusing to me.

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