loss

the loss of a good friend

My worlds been falling apart,
and now the past seventeen years are a lie,
when I asked why did you depart,
you only returned my question with goodbye.

We've been through so many obstacles together.
I look back on all the memories we've shared,
We've braved the good and the stormy weather.
But for this, how was I supposed to be prepared?

The fighting has never been so bad,
It just used to be over some competition.
How did we get so mad?
How did I become the opposition?

You were my best friend,
the one that I depended on.
How did this end?
Now who can I count on?