Too many reasons why, too much wasted time,
Sat staring at computer, time to draw line.
People come and go, say their your friend,
But with fall outs, not quick to mend.

Sadness of it all. what has now become,
Connections you had made, now all come undone.
Some are worth it, Whilst others are not,
But my dear friend, you can't be forgot.

Time can now heal, even when words hurt,
Those quick said thing, sometimes a bit curt.
Whilst I was wrong, you were wrong too,
Need's to be fine, for me and you.


S Evans Very true. XX
H Mann yes very true, we all do and say things and then regret and hope that friendship will endure these moments of human weakness