passed over.

so long ago, but i remember that day

rush of wind through your hair as you turned away

from me, from it all, from the life that we'd led

you'd pissed it away, said you wished you were dead

and i, shocked and empty, could speak not a word

could not process, understand, anything that i heard

huddled together, under stars, velvet sky

arms entwined, late at night, said my soul made you cry

and i, breathless with bliss, could speak not a word

could not process, understand, anything that i heard

met you under the trees, it had been too long

you gazed at me, whispered something felt wrong

crumpled inside as i watched you go

your footprints disappearing in the snow

and i, wretched, could speak not a word

but understood every single thing that i heard

now that i know how it would all end

your callous disinterest, the note that you'd send

to me in my torment, "you're such a great friend"

wonder if i'd ever trust someone again