it's six thirty two

and i'm dropping off your cd's

and your books

and the last remainders of our friendship

i'm waiting for the tears

and the hurt 

and the fears

but i feel nothing

i lost a friend today

or

better yet

i lost one a long time ago

and today i stand

at the edge of the bridge

and watch as it burns

and i peel the car away

blaring the music louder

as i lose another

close to me

again