Farewell, my dear friend!

You say you don't harbor bad feelings for me, 

that you don't feel uncomfortable 

about what happened.

Yet you disguise that very well,

avoiding me at all cost, 

not wanting me around, 

not ever talking to me. 

I don't want to rock the boat,

I sense that things can even get worse. 

Yet, if  I happen to meet your eyes, 

you are always staring at me, 

and then divert your glance. 

Why, why, why? 

I also wonder what others know about it...

I spare you the tale of my feelings, 

I know you prefer facts to emotions, 

so the fact is that this chapter of our story 

has not ended. 

There is a before and 

there is an after meeting you.

I will always be grateful for meeting you. 

I accept and understand myself.  

I am a different person now, 

ready for a new beginning. 

I had wished that we could be friends, 

but it's obviously impossible on your part. 

And I keep asking why, why, why? 

It seems that you'll never answer... 

We can still talk about it next life, 

because nothing goes away

if we don't deal with it. 

Thank you anyway.
Farewell, dear friend!

"May the longtime Sun

shine upon you,

all love surround you, 

and the pure light within you,

guide your way on, 

guide your way on,

guide your way on."

Mike Heron, 1968