though our romance had its end
I had naively held the hope
that we could remain friends
until this life ends

call me Selfish, but
I loved you, your warmth
though there was no longer
that which lovers own

you too deny being in love
and as the tears run down
I look through into your eyes
and know the pain you feel

my own flow also,
they trickle down the inside
as I try my best to hide
behind a hedge of wit

my face a mask, at the end you ask
of me a final word or two
All I can manage is 
"Ganbare!" and "I'll really miss you."

I try my best to reconcile
to realize just what it means
to have lost you as a friend
forever, and that I'll never see you again

as I turn to walk away
I feel the wind blow through me
through the hole, through the empty place
where once there was your smile