tangled colors blanketing the ground

pushed back by heavy iron

wishing to be set free

some say they deserve it

but what they fail to see

is that even rose gardens have thorns.

Thank you for always being here for me

A true friend who set me free

You know me, I know you

You have always seen me through

You brought me back from my sorrow

You helped me fix tomorrow

You are me and I am you

So thank you once again, friend that's true.

I can't quite seem to find you,

But I can't even find myself.

You are missing,

But so am I.

You are lost,

But I can't be found.

You are gone,

But I was never here.

I'm in sufficating darkness. Icy water swirls around my waist, pulling me slowly along. A roar grows steadily louder. Suddenly a curtain of crystal is in front of me, pounding up foam. I can just make out sunshine and people laughing on the shore. I want, no, need to join them. The waterful flows faster, taunting me. I fill my lungs with air and dive. I've swam before, but this water is different. It's alive. It tosses me around, draging me to the bottem. There is nothing I can do. Rocks glint coldly all around me. But then a hand slices through the water, a beacon of hope.

You had me at hello.

You lost me at good bye.

You had me at come back.

You lost me at I'm leaving.

You had me at I'm sorry.

But you lost me forever at I'm done.