Good-Bye, Friend

This is a good-bye from my heart,
So tired, worn, and jaded.
Because you were a friend to me,
And I feel obligated.

"See you some time soon,"
Is a lie I told myself that day.
I knew I wouldn't see you,
Until in my grave I lay.

Living in the past like this,
Thinking of who you are,
Blocks my future ahead,
And leaves my heart ajar.

Like a rain that has abandoned,
A dry and broken city of sand.
Granting a little bliss,
And then abandoning the desert land.

But the people in that city,
Now angered and full of jeers,
Can now cry because you left them,
And water their land with tears.