You are one in a million- the one I'd call friend.

You're the one I'd walk beside- right unto the end.

I trust you'd do the same for me. I sure hope so

But the time has come for us to part; I must let go.

I left your side to go home and sometimes I would call

Yet now you're the one whose going and suddenly, I regret it all.

I regret locking myself away when I wanted to seek you out.

I regret not joining you to eat, or to simply walk about.

No words can describe what you mean to me

But I love you so- it's plain for all to see.

Now you walk away and already I miss you so

But you were never mine to keep, and so, I let you go.

A/N: Have you ever watched someone go, knowing you'll see them very soon, but felt pained about it nevertheless?