God's greatest gift,
yet God's greatest curse,
memory.
The memory of you and I,
you and I together,
a time I never thought ever-
ever would end,
a tide I never thought ever-
ever would ebb.
Look at you,
at me,
best of friends,
now,
here we stand as perfect-
perfect strangers.
Never worked out how.
How's life without me?
I really hope that you're okay.
