our tyme

Looking at a time,

and that time has past.

Looking way back,

and wishing it last.

Thinking of the times,

and when you cared.

Thinking about the times,

when there was nothing you feared.

Wondering about the future,

and your time together.

Wondering about problems,

that you'd always weather.

Looking back with pain,

and those thoughts are dead.

Looking to past,

wondering what you said.

Wondering about how,

things began to change.

Wondering about how,

everything became so strange.

Thinking on those times,

things could of been done.

But that time has past,

and it's course has run.

 

 

 

We were friends,

we had our good and our bad.

Some time were good,

other times got sad.

We were always together,

through our think and our thin.

But when did this rift,

did this rift begin?

We started talking less,

and then barely at all.

You will barely look my way,

or give a nod in the hall.

We've been growing separate,

I've been trying my best.

But we're just losing each other,

I want to get this off of my chest.

The rifts grown big,

It probably can't be fixed.

I hope you wise,

in the friends you picked.

Our times has passed,

we're in this time no more.

We've reached the end of this friendship,

now this bond has been tore.