Friends to the End

When you need someone
you turn to a friend.
I consider my ex-girlfriend
a friend. Yet anymore,
it seems as though
there is not even
one second for
her to spare to talk
like we used to on the phone.
I feel as though I
did something wrong.
I caused a problem.
I feel like I am dead.
I have disappeared to the realm
of spirits. My heart, which loved
her so much is still visible,
but dying due to the lack of contact.
What happened to those nights where we spent an hour or 2 on the phone chatting?
Now she calls all of her friends but me.
I can't hang out with her. I can't express
my feelings. I am destroyed.
Distraught and now dead Dead to her.
The Knight in Shining Armor
has gone and died in the field of combat.
He has joined th emillions of others
who so love those women that they'd do whatever
it took to protect and care for them.
No one can save him, except the one he cared
so deeply for. Will she save him? Will she call?
The body is cold, the heart warm,
the love--undying. Love is the most powerful
emotion. Love is the most enduring.