For once it wasn’t me who walked away.
Or should I say drifted as is my play.
Never planned its just how it happens.
Life moves we the pieces in differing directions.
Yet this time it was you who moved from me.
Leaving me feeling a little lonely.
Not quite the right word but its all I have got.
Guess this is just the movement of this plot.
Sad to say I feel a bit out of sorts.
Its as if a part of ne is turning to quartz.
Though to say I am lost would be quite untrue.
More simply I am going to miss regularly chatting to you.