I lost my very dear friend. She was (and still is) very special, because she is the one who taught me what it's like to be myself, she helped me discover myself.

She told me that there is no sin in being yourself and loving yourself. She also told me of God and the Love He has for me. She opened myself to myself - she was always there, helping and caring when I was going through this difficult process. And now - we don't even see each other any more and if we see each other in the street - we great like strangers!

I did not lose her by my own 'mistake', but by the wickedness of someone else - my mother who is very possessive of me. It is always bad to loose something that is so precious, especially when they are still there.

This poem originally was published in Friendship Poems - Poems about Lost Friends