There's a secret to these friendships,

when friends begin to fade.

And you start to ponder

on the bonds that you've made.

You need to know the times

to hold and to let go.

And I know this simple rhyme

isn't all there is to know.

Follow where your heart leads,

but listen to your head.

Lest you say what you might

regret being said.

I see that it will hurt you

and you're sick of being hurt.

But torn between family and friends,

what I have to say is curt.

You will cry and sink down deep

and not know what to do.

Just know that I am there

willing to listen to you.