Gone.

Last week you were here,

 beside me forever,

through thick and thin,

Rough and smooth,

But now you gone most of the time,

only there during the smooth times,

so now im forced to live,

with the absence of you,

When i really need you,

and now that your gone,

it makes me think,

why didn't i leave sooner,

before this bond was ever made,

"stay on the safe side" they told me

"so you don't get hurt."

but y would you hurt me? i thought,

but know i now that you were always a jerk,

so now im forced to live with the absence of you,

and it's fine with me now,

because i can live with it now,

and nothing else will go wrong.