My friend who was, is not. My friend who came and went The love we felt has become Entangled, confused and lost
But though, we once felt hate and anger It is not all lost. We can repair and Build again like Noah’s ark. We will ride the waves together.
The black hole does not need to conceal The confusion that we both felt. Deep below the surface of blackness Lies the wonder beneath of hope spring. Desire and yellow daffodils bloom It once was there, it will be alive again.
And so my friend who once was, is not. You will be here with me forever. And though our love may turn and change. Together, We will wether the storm.