It seemed so simple to me
And I thought it would be for you.
But here we are
Apart.

Complications where
Trust is
Implicit
Makes little sense,
But there it is my friend.

My friend,
Never again. 
It seems this is the end.

Lives are not that easy to read,
Lives are not that easy to live,
Lives are not easy,
But trust is.
Or should be,
Don't you agree.

Did you decide that someone was more,
Did you decide that someone must be the core
Of your life,
The light you needed to guide your way.

Is that what you do.
Reject one,
Accept another.

What kind of trade is that.
What kind of life is that.
What kind of way is that to live
When you no longer can give
Your hand,
Your heart.

No faithful fulfillment
Of the commitment 
You accepted,
You agreed to give.

But no matter,
No matter.

One comes to expect
The lack of truth
Today.

Still it does make ones soul soar
To know that some
Will always be more
Than you expect.

Some will be 
More that you have learned to expect.

Some wil be
More than you have had in the past.

And it makes life worth living,
Again.

I can rejoice in these
New friends.

New friends
One more time,
Again.