My Only Friend, perhaps

I dressed up carefully
I got a small gift prepared
I thought I could see her and greet her
But no, not a glimpse
I know she is in Arizona now
Happy and free
Many people are around
Sending her lots of kisses and hugs
I am free also, but alone
With a glass of wine on a tall table
With paper and ink writing all these
Feeling myself in the moon
Forgotten and forsaken
Hurt
Only a cup of wine sitting on the table
My only friend, perhaps

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