Memories show the weary face,

Of someone once happy long ago,

Down within his only happy place,

A place he chooses not to go.

As a year is said and done,

His mind has decided,

That the memory will never be gone.

Thoughts that last day to day,

Sometimes throughout the night,

Reminding him of the loss of friendship,

That causes the tears he cried.

The memories that dance around him to and fro,

Give him feelings that he doesn’t want to show.