Tears of Anguish for a lost friend

Tears roll down my face.
Frustration, Confusion, Anguish.
Three small words, three big feelings,
that lead to my tears.

I want to do some many things.
I want to make it better,
bring it to its former glory.

I want to be able to feel friendship once more.
I want to be friends once more.

Tears roll down my face.
Frustration, Confusion, Anguish.
Three small words, three big feelings,
that lead to my tears.

Tears flood my face as I think
about what went wrong.

I want to patch up the hole, this has left.
I want to return to the time that this
wasn’t going on in.

I want to mend a broken friendship,
even if a few pieces are missing.
I would otherwise do it, but words of
anger, bar the way,
like knights protecting a king’s throne room.

I want to shove past them,
but angry words are what caused this,
and angry words will be this friendship’s demise.