Our home,
our family
often our lives.
The Loft mean
many things
to many people.
And now it's gone.
I was one of the people who cried.
I cried a lot:
when I found out they were closing it,
when I found out when,
when it closed,
and many times after.
Yesterday I cried again.
I cried because the Loft is gone.
But I also cried
because I admitted something
I never wanted to admit.
We lost the Loft
long before geocities
took it away.
Those of us who
were there a year and half ago
lost the Loft
over a year ago.
We lost what
the Loft meant.
We lost the closeness.
We continued to visit
even after it was gone.
But if you look deep inside,
past all the lies
you've been telling yourself,
you'll see what I mean.
The true Loft
has been gone a long time.
A new room has been found...
a room seeming abandoned...
a room to come the Loft.
Go if you want...
chat with the same people
you've always chatted with...
chat with your friends.
But, I'm letting go.
I'm moving on,
and I urge you to do the same.
Let go of what's lost.
The SoHo Loft brought us
many friends
and
uncountable memories.
Hold onto them,
and let the Loft go.
Of all the things to cherish
your friends should be number on.
And in all of life's priorities
you should put them under none.
Whenever you need help in life
your friends are always near,
they'll listen to your problems
then they'll wipe away your tears.
And during times you're on the top
they're still there cheering strong.
When life seems it can't get higher
they join your happy song.
In time of fear and loneliness
you'll know right where to turn.
Friends will offer the best advice,
and teach you a lesson to learn.
So when you feel like giving up
don't let the friendship end
because when all else seems lost
you'll always need a friend.
Christmas holidays,
or Summer break.
Usually the best time
for best friends.
But!
if these friends
happen to be
on-line friends,
things just get
harder.
Leaving school
often means
leaving your
internet connection
and, in turn,
your 'virtual' friends.
It's the true test
of friendship...
But!
friends pull through
and we're all
back together;
sharing stories,
laughing and joking,
ASAP!
Words on a screen.
Voices over the phone.
Pictures on a homepage.
Letters in the mail.
But because
physical contact
isn't there
we're not friends?
At least not to some.
We know better.
We are friends.
Through thick & thin,
happy and sad,
we're there for
each other.
And that's all
that matters.
