My heart weighs me down
Heavy with sadness and depression
A permanent scowl on my face
Those three weeks were the best of my life
Now they are over
Feel even more alone now
Leaving friends behind
Memories beginning to drift away
Email and letter writing is not enough
We will never be the same friends as we were
Miss them so much
Won't this pain go away?
But to do that
I must never have met them
Would it be worth it?
Giving up all the good memories
Just to escape their repercussions?
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