Some came and left too soon.
I had no time for them,
And now it's too late.
Somehow, I miss what might have been.
Others came and stayed a while.
But I took them for granted.
And now all that's left is a hole
I keep trying to fill with fading memories.
Some, though, are right here and yet far away.
I wish some things never changed.
Tears for farewells that shouldn't be,
Here's to the people we used to be.