Will it always be the Same?

Not easily lost,
Nor easily found,
But easily hurt when not around.
A bond of good times,
Between these two minds,
So much time together,
So much time to play,
Until that day,
When they have nothing to say.

The friend is lost forever,
Bright smiles cease to be,
You’d say you’d do anything,
Just so they’ll be free,
But what about those times,
The times of play,
The time we used to say,
We’d be together forever,
And never see the low,
Until the day comes by,
And you see you never tried.

So I have to say good bye,
Until the day I do not know,
I truly wished I would have shown,
That friends can be all that matter.