sing me a song,

 

of a loss,

of a friend,

whom you share many memories,

none of which you can bend,

 

this unbending of this friend,

cannot continue,

 

three steps forward, its over,

but who am I to say,

my jorney has only begun,

 

this time between us never seems to end,

the unbending,

the unfriending,

of this friend.

 

the end