Turnaround, please do not ever look back.

My dear friend, you don’t know me anymore.

I, unable to follow the same track;

I cannot be the one I was before.

Times spent together, the good and the bad,

Bring the happiest smiles to my face.

Your fantasies of times we never had

Will be far more frequent than one can trace.

It torments me, my inconsistencies-

Our relationship’s premature end too.

I wish-but never the same way for me.

Forced from the old, I must embrace the new.

My one wish is that we could always last,

But we are delegated to the past.