My friend,
Lives in a make believe world,
One I chose foolishly
To believe in…

He held out his hand,
And pulled me into his fantasy land,
Where friends are honest,
And speak the truth-

He claimed to see me,
Kasut un chenie,
To peer into my soul,
To somehow know
The things I tried to hide,
And I often wonder why,
He chose me…

I wish now,
That he had never come,
To leave my world so undone,
Now vacant and barren,
Like the desert in my dreams…

I was happy enough,
Just being alone,
Didn’t need a friend,
In my world of stone…

For long ago as a child,
I discovered a hidden world,
One dark and safe,
Where I found I could live,
Could actually breathe,
And write lovely tales
Of sorrow and pain,
Yet never feel a thing,
Never felt the agony,
My tales would bring…

I kept it separate from myself,
Never touched me at all,
It was just something,
I hid behind a wall…

Then he came,
And he brought the sun,
And he gave me flowers,
That I could smell,
He gave me back my soul,
So I could feel,
And I longed to touch his face,
To see if he was real…

But shadows grew in the garden,
When the sun went down,
And I began to notice,
How often he wore a frown…

Suddenly I made him mad,
And he made me sad,
And we seem to come apart,
I was no longer in his heart…

I left him,
And he left me,
Standing alone in the shadows,
Of my beautiful trees…

And I miss him,
And his sweet songs,
Just can’t help wondering,
What went so wrong…

We tried again,
But it wasn’t the same,
And both of us,
Learned to accept the blame…
But still I hear his name,
Being borne on the breeze,
Whispered among my trees,
Whispered by me…

It wouldn’t be so bad,
If I had never known such bliss,
Never felt the soft kiss,
Of his friendship on my lips...
And I wonder so sadly,
How it came to this…

I reentered my house of stone,
Where I am always alone,
And I walk among my trees,
Trying not to see,
Trying not to hear,
The song he whispered to me…

But it was a lovely song,
With a haunting tune,
And when I walk at noon,
I hear it in my soul,
And only wish I could know,
Such a thing again,
As the friendship we shared,
Could not be compared,
To anything I have ever known,
as I knew then-
I can only say softly,
I lost my friend…