Am I clicking the button again
You know, the one when I asked you to be my friend 
And I know that all things end 
But something endures
As the water pures
The silt and the sand
And your hand 
Is still in mine
After all these years of time 
And I know that you’re with her
It doesn’t erase what we were 
And somewhere in this heart I own
There are birds that have flown 
To your side
And you’re still alive
In spite of attempts to the contrary
And I used to pray to Mary
To save my grandfather from death
But it hasn’t worked yet
Except to take his soul to the highest light
So I probably should forgive her, right? 
And I spilled my heart to you 
But it didn’t go the way I wanted it to 
Or that I thought it would 
And you are good 
Better than most
But you still sound as though you’ve just seen a ghost
The ghost of me 
Come to haunt all that we never got to be