ife takes us on a journey
where we trip and fall
because it drops us off
and leaves us without a light
in the sable night
but when i found you,
there were sparks,
and for the first time i saw the path
a little clearer
but i screwed it all up
i doused the sparks
and now they have ceased,
not even smoldering
but when i looked around today
when dawn broke
i realized that i missed your guidance
and that,
most of all,
i never thanked you
for pointing me in the right direction
the path is long and overgrown
and im tired and lonely
but my memories of us
keep me on the right track
so thank you, friend
i wish i knew you longer