And in a rush it all comes crashing back

The pounding fury, the anger boiling over from the soup-pot of my mind

What the hell have you done to her?

And how could I let myself forget

That you took the heart of my best friend

And tore it to shreds?

Did I just think that glossing over these cracks

Would make them disappear?

They are far too deep for that

Did I, in my selfishness

Not remember that even now

She is halfway across the world?

Run away

From what you've done to her

They say time heals every wound

Maybe so

But this one's still fresh.