Why do I torture myself like this? Look back at what was,
What could have been,
At all the friends I've lost?

The tears glide down like skaters,
Glistening lines left in their wake.
I see the things you once said,
The things that are now dead.

My heart flutters and thumps,
Fragments flying everywhere.
They fall into space,
Lost forever like your love.

To all of you I've loved and lost,
To all of you I miss:
I wish I could have been enough,
I wish it could have worked.
I wish we were still friends today,
But most of all I hope that you're okay.