Critique my poem, please. I wrote it this morning about a friend I never saw in high school who popped back up at our reunion.

I lost 45 pounds before our reunion, but you said I looked the same. <br>I can’t tell if that’s a compliment yet, but I know I’m not the same. <br>I think it’s crazy that we never found each other in school, <br>but I’m grateful we get to catch up now. Twenty years is enough time to deal, <br>and I’m finally ready to do so, even if I don’t know what that means. <br><br>We’ve got a long way to go and not a lot of time to say it. <br>I don’t know where to begin, and I know I couldn’t say it anyway. <br>I’ll just listen to you talk of your children and your husband and your house and be happy for your life. <br>I’m not much for words, but I’m here. <br>That’s all I have to give. <br><br>So here we are, catching up on twenty years. <br>There’s no need for closure. <br>There’s no need to make up for lost time. <br>I’m just glad I got to see you. <br>There’s a lot I want to say, <br>but I don’t need to say it. <br>I think you get it anyway.<br><br>How’s your husband? <br>How’s your kids? <br>How’s your dog? <br>I’m doing just fine, thank you for asking. <br><br>I don’t need to tell you you’re a beautiful mother, <br>a wonderful wife. <br>I know you already know. <br>I don’t need to tell you that was never me. <br>I know you already know. <br><br>I love you either way, <br>and I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br>I hope it doesn’t take another twenty years. <br>I hope I see you in the next twenty years. <br><br>So many people have died. <br>I can’t imagine what it feels like to lose someone you love, <br>and I’m so happy I got to see you. <br>I know it’s not the same, <br>but you have been my friend since we were kids, <br>and I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br><br>I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br>I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br>I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br>I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br><br>Such a beautiful reunion, <br>such a wonderfully heartbreaking day. <br>Twenty years has been a wild ride, <br>and it’s just getting started. <br>And I’m so happy we got to see each other. <br>I know I’m not the same. <br><br>You’re married and have children, <br>and I’m still driving the same car. <br>I know I’m not the same. <br>I was so lost ten years ago, <br>and now I’m ready to do this. <br><br>Twenty is such a crazy number. <br>I can’t believe it’s been ten since college, <br>and then another ten before I came home. <br>It feels like we just graduated. <br>It feels like we just met. <br>Twenty is a very strange number.