"I came to you the hour I was in pain
Looking for answers, I cried to you in vain.
I shared the many skeletons hiding in my heart,
I knew then you'd be my friend,
I knew it from the start.
Troubles ran like rivers, flowing through my life,
You picked the pieces up and help me through my strife.
When home wasn't home to me no more,
You opened up your heart, and opened up the door.
We cried into night until the early morn.
We solaced each other's pain and shared our many thorns.
As time flew, the air grew thick,
I saw our friendship fading, and my heart grew sick.
The day had arrived,
When it was time to say goodbye.
Now I sit alone,
reminiscing the past I'd blown."
Just when my troubles were gone, and I came to you as a friend, the past was just too much, and the door was kicked in. Not into the friendship, but into life. I had been blown back so far; it felt as if our friendship never had a start. And now as I sit and ponder, I try to figure out, how the friendship fell apart.
