Once I had a friend,
So tall and so fair.
She was beautiful,
and kind.

She was everything,
that I wanted to be.
But I knew that,
I could never.

We were a legendary pair,
Her the kind,beautiful one.
Me the slightly annoying but,
always made you laugh one.

I though we would never part,
I dreamed of being at her wedding.
I knew of all that not only we,
but all that she could do.

But, now, we've drifted.
A chasm separating two forces.
One good force,
And one, not so much.

And it's because of me,
All because of me.
For even the greatest of forces,
has a weak link.

I was that link,
The force of destruction.
And chaos,
And so, so much hate.

For as I said,
She was the amazing one.
And I,..
Not so much.

So I gave up,
I fought it.
I spewed words of hate,
In a moment of weakness.

I hurt her,
I lost her.
And now I'm alone.
Alone with my hate and bitterness.

But, I don't regret it,
For it had to be this way.
For the only way for her to fly,
was for me to get off her wings.

And while I loved her so,
I was bound to hurt her.
So in a way,
Maybe this was better.

Now she can be free,
Free from hurt.
She can fly,
Now that I'm done.

But I so desperately need to tell her,
That I am sorry for it all.
I'm sorry for the moments of hurt,
For the pain that I caused her.

I know that it doesn't make it better,
That it never goes away,
But, maybe this is better,
At least there's no more pain.

And while I say "I'm Sorry.",
I also have a hope,
That maybe someday she can say,
"Once I had a friend"

Ready?
Okay.
Poem.
No, wait,
Sorry.
A* poem.