Have you ever lost a close friend? Not to death, But to failure to do your part as a friend? Do you remember the feeling you had? Was it loss? Hate? Despair? Were you numb? Maybe you felt you should have done more. Anything to keep them– To make them stay? Now you see them– Everywhere. And you say nothing. You just stare, Or look each other in the eyes With a longing, To be anything but this. But you look away too soon. You want things back– Back to the way they were But you know– It isn’t going to happen. At least not anytime soon. You have a longing, pleading feeling In your chest And it hurts more each time You see that person. But as time goes on, You will become numb. Numb to the pain. And you will just have a hollow, cold look in your eyes. Maybe things will change, But you’re too numb to Know what has happened Anymore.