Once we lived so near,
Only one street away,
now you're so far away from here,
and i'm still here today.
I still remember your smile,
when you said goodbye,
and I just wanted to cry,
but my eye stayed dry.
You said we will never change,
but now we both know that's a lie,
now our friendship is just a post exchange,
and we both never asked why?
Sometimes I think a lot about you,
then I forget about us for a while,
I cogitate about places we wanted to go to,
or I think about your new life style.
745 miles,
and three years,
and uncountable missed smiles,
and endless tears.