She used to be funny, caring, kind.

I fell in love with her laughter, her smile, her mind.

This was before we said, “This won’t end.”

But no one talks about losing love for a friend.

She used to be beauty, wisdom, a guide,

She made me believe I could be if I tried,

But now she’s abandoned one thing we held dear,

So, what will I do now she’s no longer here?