Friendship

When the roots of friendship begin to waver,

We remember the times we used to savour,

We feel the happiness shared,

How much for each other we cared.

Now, we argue over petty things,

And have lost the joy which friendship brings,

We wait for the other to apologise,

And don't notice how time flies.

Slowly, the friendship decays,

And we realize that we have to part ways

The days pass, and we try to forget,

But are left with a heart, full of sorrow and regret