(u r) old friend

I’m pleased to tell you how happy I am, old friend

That the Sun really does shine in the end

As my shadows shed light in spaces where I couldn’t pretend

I made it out through the tunnel and I’m never going back again

Back to a time where my melancholy never ceased

Where the lessons stayed on a stagnant repeat

I look at old pictures and know I made you proud

Got lost in the tide and held something so profound

An emblem of light, indeed it’s true

The best part of me was always

You