To You

I'm sorry for beign so down and lost. I thought you were one who'd love a friend, but perhaps we forget the times behind, and years go by and things become a predicament of life.

People change but memories remain, i guess for you, the times have gone will never regain.The you who came was what I least expected, but perhaps it's been masked by pain.

I ask too much for you to let me in, and be someone for you if ever it's the last thing. Perhaps I'm too much a child, with warmth, with heart and words for you.

Emotions for kids, which you've grown away, justa friend to pull you back when you're astray. Perhaps it's too soon, too far, and too much has changed.

You're not the man I use to know.