Past Friends Poem by Shutter Queen

I used to call you lover,
I used to call you friend,
Reality awakens me,
From this game of pretend,

You always looked out for me,
When no one else did,
I felt so childlike as if I was you kid,

Time changes so many a thought,
I can't recall for what we fought,
Remember you came to and sought,

We will meet many a kind in our life,
Some will bring joy, others strife,
What will I do with what I get?
Never forgotten,
Never regret.