Cinnamon Roll Friend

CINNAMON ROLL FRIEND Felica my long ago friend I am remembering our short “Do you remember me?" Conversations- Or at least I think we had some My first answer was not entirely true for which I have since felt blue- I do remember you and did that day like a a cinnamon roll I did not recognize you at first in the bright sunlight but my request to see you again was sincere- I looked for you every time I was in town and then I sadly moved away again Maybe next time if there ever is one our conversation could last longer- perhaps you were an illusion and perhaps I was one too But I really want to be friends again-Where are you my cinnamon roll friend?