Freedom of mine is freedom to be

It the sun and the sand

And the sand and the sea

Grain by grain slipping through

Fingers without pain

The water is quiet

But still a silent riot

A lapping, growing choir

Strung together on intangible wire

Of those alike and not

Living life by the lot

On wing or foot

Paw or tail

Always without fail

Will we be

Together and free

Old Friend, you don't know what you did.

You were there and we were to young to realise we weren't the right fit.

We were two different pieces of two different puzzles, you and I, but no matter what there was still a 'you' and 'I'.

That was, until, Old Friend, you left.

You dismissed me like nothing.

I tried to reach the distance but you wouldn't reach back.

I was to young to see, how wrong a fit we really were.

I didn't deserve the way I was treated.

You called me family, but if that was what you called family I'd rather be not.

I tried to force myself into that mold, that one deemed to make me 'fit'.

It has left me with cracks, fissures running so deep you can hardly see.

But Old Friend, I know they are there, see what they do, even so long after you.

Old Friend, I hate you but I still want you to care, do you think about me as I do you? Wonder what I could possibly be up to?

I hate you, Old Friend, but I still want your attention, want you to know what have done--what scars you have left me.

I am better off without you, Old Friend, I know, and I've tried to let you go, but you haunt me relentlessly and there is nothing I can do.

I see you, Old Friend, wherever I go, whatever I do, there is always some lingering thought of you.

I hate what you have done to me, what I allowed you to do, but we were both so young and I don't know if that is an excuse.

Old Friend, you let me go so fast and cut me so deep.

It isn't fair, the mess you left me, so angry and betrayed because you treated us like nothing.

I don't want you back, Old Friend, I just want you to understand.

I see you echoing in my actions, my friends and my life.

It is destroying me slowly, you destroyed my self esteem.

I have a New Friend, Old Friend, and unlike you, she would be my near perfect fit--except for the fact that my edges have been chipped.

You left me this way, Old Friend, and I doubt you will ever get to know.

But I am forgiving you, for all you did me wrong. I am going to try again to move on.

But I will never forget, Old Friend, all you have done.

I will try and remember those times we didn't need a fit, we could just be, you and I.

For you were my friend, Old Friend, and no matter, I did love you.

But you don't deserve my love anymore, my thoughts, or anything else.

I am moving on, Old Friend, I will not let you hold me back any longer.

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Sorry this is really long, just expressing something I've had cooped up for awhile.