Me To Blame

You knew

You always knew we would never stay in touch

I was warned by you my dear friend

If I will do wrong our friendship would end

You knew me all too well

I wish that day had never come

Years have passed and still I feel the pain of you

Consequences of my harsh decision are alive

The memories of you twist in my heart

And what of your memories?

The laughter

The games

The stolen bike

I still wear your gift from the Amsterdam train

But I can no longer listen to the music from our past

Because my heart would have bled out by now

I cherish the time I spent with you my friend

I thank my life for knowing you

And regret my decisions that took you away

I wish you well my dearest friend and hope that some day you will paint again

*Great thank you to BigRod who refused to clip my wings but encouraged me to fly even higher, for editing this poem.