I feel you slipping through my fingers.
Trickling away,
slowly, but surely.
So, I sit and pray.
I pray that nothing will change,
friends we'll remain,
but as time goes on,
my faith wavers.
You're still here, yes,
"I'll always be here"
You once promised.
But as time goes on, we both realize
reality will rip us apart.
And just that one thought reduces me to tears.