his thoughts kept him up late at night
that his mind begins to travel to
a time in his past that might
strangely, help him get through

so many questions
with answers he was working through
he just could not fathom
how easy I was able to 
get over him
him, and his crew
I would explain why I walked away from the friends
I thought were true
but he hates it all too much
to see things from my point of view
I remind him of his failures,
ones that he still tries to pursue
he sincerely believes that these walls
aren't hard enough to break through

he silently wishes and wishes again,
that I would listen to him like I was his friend
he wonders if he could mend
this wonderful friendship or at least,
could he tie up the loose end?

"the memories of winter
should haunt you
the days were long,  
and as time flew
we made more memories
than I expected to
we sat side by side at the movies almost as if
we were stuck together like glue
we were closer than ever
then suddenly, I was without you
it bothers me that it was out of the blue
when you impatiently said
you have no value"

I sit here and think and think
so much I construe,
are these really the thoughts
of the friends I outgrew?