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.