I’ve always said that friendship is eternal –
but maybe I am too idealistic – too naïve.
We agreed that friendship was for life,
but it was never supposed to be a sentence.
If there is really nothing left that I can offer you,
I have no option but to respect your point of view.
I don’t even begin to know
how to let this go.
Yet, my life’s mission never was to torture you.
Just don’t ask me to say that
to chuck it all away is right.
It feels so wrong.
If you ever need me, I’m still here for you.
Memories are eternal.
Mine will see me through.