It feels like a dark
cloud has crossed the
Full moon of my heart.
Casting a chill over my
soul.
The choking fog is the
pain I've caused
And the chill is the
feeling
Of a friendship
slipping away.
I hate this, that it is
all my fault.
The distance now
dividing
And the hurt I know is
in your eyes.
Of all the things I
hate to see,
Your pain is what
I most regret. I can't
handle your pain.
I hope that this is
just a passing mist
A fog to be raised in
the sun.
It could be. If you
wanted it to be.
I give to you the
future of us,
And I will accept your
choice
Whatever it may be.
Just know, that no
matter what
I will never forget you
And I hope you won't
forget me.
This is not giving up,
merely resigning
Myself to your will.
I don't want to lose
you, my friend.