I'm sorry. I knew it was coming, I knew it had to happen, but I always hoped it wouldn't.
Now you're gone, and I have to wonder, what if I'd been better?
What if I had stayed in touch, or been a better friend?
Would we still be friends, or something more?
Now your gone, and I have to wonder, what part did I play?
Did what I say influence you, help you make this choice?
I can't take back what I said, and I don't know if I want to.
Because I meant it when I said I love you.
You and he were so far apart, miles and hours away,
and you had a home, family and friends.
Now you've moved across the country, and now I realise,
that distance meant nothing in your hearts.
Now you are together, and I wish you all the best.
I will always love you, you know that, right?
So why does it hurt me so, just to see your name?
To see what you post online,
To talk to the friends you left behind,
To know that I'll never see you again?
I hope you've though things through,
because if you ever need help,