Its a strange feeling
Meeting a lost friend
Sharing our lives
Laughter and mirth

Yet an ache, it lurks
A longing in the heart
Perhaps it was wrong
Right from the start

So much has changed
Yet everything repeats
A clockwork heart
It skips a beat

The truth is short
Not so sweet
What could have been
Ill never learn


Penned by my hand on the 17th of Solis, in the year 99 AM.