Wounded

You came to me in a dream
Finally, after all these years

It was strange
And all I remember is you saying
"If it isn't my best friend!"
Followed by my name
As if nothing had happened

I shook my head in disgust
And dodged your embrace

You were my best friend
And the one I loved most
For a time
And being with you
Was like walking on air

But the wound you inflicted
Was deep
And all our promises were forgotten
As we grew older

Maybe I'll pass you one day
On the street of some city
Neither of us expected
Each other to be in

We'll look at each other in recognition
Shift our gaze
And walk away forever

All those years we spent together
Growing up
And becoming who we are
Passing between us like a mist