Passion

My friends, 
Hard luck, it seems, drives us apart, 
and though we all live on, 
a part of me will die inside, 
when I turn and you are gone. 
The powers that be have made the choice, 
and sent us parting ways, 
the times we had will live on now, 
in memories of better days. 
I know that you will not forget, 
all of the fun that we had, 
I hope to look back and smile someday, 
and in my heart I'll be glad. 
To have known you all and been with you, 
when all of us needed it most, 
it truly makes me a happy man, 
to have been with you all on the coast.

Leaving friends