Past Friend

You left without a trace,
Leaving my heart ablaze,
Never thought you would leave me here,
From the onset I should've seen it clear,
I forgot about you like a dream
You've reopened my healed seams,
Echoing in my soul you note my hurt,
Seeing how it became a dying rut,
In the past I use to pray,
That this would stop someday,
But years past and the cycle was repeated,
I gave up hope and stood there defeated,
So now you come to reform the old bridge,
How will you fill up this bottomless ridge?

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