Feels like Alone

You must know what you are to me
I never kept it hidden.
I never made you guess, and it
wasn't something sudden.
We became friends, just like
most people do.
We talked, and as these things go,
our friendship grew.
Friends in this world are many,
the real ones are few.
Time passed and I realised that
one of mine is you.
Thats how it stood, not so long ago,
I hoped it was to last.
It did seem that way then, but now,
all that seems to be past.
It took so little for us to converge,
even less to drift apart.
Tangents in the arc of time, just a
passing touch to the heart.
That friendship so rare, and yet
so soon lost to me.
Was there time then to feel with
this vivid intensity?
So why, now when you have gone your way
with not a backward glance,
do I feel so faraway, so abandoned
so bereft of chance?
I miss you, there's not a doubt about it.
I am afraid to find
I know that I no longer merit even the
slightest place in your mind.
No, I cannot, WILL not risk my doubt
by asking you now.
To live in uncertainty as long as needed,
that, I can allow.
Friend, you are not here, and though
I need you not
When I do I will still hope that
I am not forgot.
I spare myself the time to see how
the distance has grown,
And for the first time, since I met you,
it feels like Alone.