do you remember
that night months ago
cold breeze of September
the moon a bright glow

we drove away from the light
to stare at the skies
the stars becoming so bright
and reflecting in your eyes

we laid there for some time
in the bed of my truck
talking of our past crime
in your arms getting stuck

as the night dragged on
the chilly air blew
both stifling a yawn
closer we grew

talking or not
I laid facing you
our legs wrapped in a knot
I had an amazing view

I had never felt so at ease
being so close to someone
giving your arm a gentle squeeze
my fear came undone

I remember this night
as when I met my best friend
and it felt really right
for us to platonically blend

as friends we remain
this night meaning not a thing
but a link in the chain
to which our friendship can cling

today is your wedding day
and I’m at a loss for what to say
I reminisce on every night
spent in the den by movie light

when we were six years old
we didn’t do what we were told
when we turned eight
you became my best mate

all the summers outside
in between hay bales we’d hide
running across a green pasture
thinking nothing else could matter

at ten you hurt me so very bad
the loss of a friend I thought I had
through our years we’ve worked it out
spent time together without a shout

at twelve you painted my nails
the middle of the night never fails
to bring us closer as friends
not wanting to think of how it ends

in secret we continued to share
only between us did we show our care
when our moms were around
we were rivals on broken ground

at seventeen years old
you got a little too bold
called me by my old nickname
from then on it was never the same

our families matched us from the start
but our friendship began drifting apart
so here I sit in the third wooden pew
wondering what it would’ve been like with you

I watch her walk down the isle
and my eyes tear up at your cheeky smile
I can tell you love her, it’s true
it’s not a surprise I feel a little blue

today is your wedding day
and LG, I’ve just got to say
it was never meant to be, even though they tried
and I really am happy for your future bride

so
let’s talk,
old friend.

what is it
that you want to say
to little old me?

I’m not good enough?
you don’t trust me?
I’m not sure that’s my fault.

I admit there were
issues with our ship,
but I didn’t wreck it.

here we sit
old friend,
on this deserted island.

each searching for
something the other
just can’t provide.

I’m going to get up and run
to the arms of my
Strong Rescuer.

while you sit in the sand,
and continue to cry because
no one will save you.

I’m truly sorry
that things didn’t
go so well.

but here’s the thing,
I’m making my way
off this island.

you won’t come with me
so I’ll have to leave you behind,
but you have to at least try.

I’ll see you again sometime
in the future, once you have
let your feet lead you to the Rescuer.  

for now,
goodbye
old friend.