Goodbye, Friends

I look back on times,
Be it good or bad;
Be it yesterday or last year;
Be it with old friends or new enemies.

I smile a little,
And then you hold me tight;
As a single tear glides down my cheek,
And lands on your comforting shoulder.

I try to speak, but can't;
You pat me on the back,
And tell me everything's gonna be alright.
I believe you, because you would never lie to me.

You have always been so good to me,
Even when I wasn't so good in return,
Taking me in with open arms,
And I leave you with an open heart.