I had a friend and called it mine

Did I break a promise or was it a heart’s vault,

Everything was so good before the sudden jolt.

It was a bag I use to carry,

Reason for my joy and making merry

Wanted to know what was inside

Whom I can’t see and wanted not to hide

Inside it I had a friend,  

We talked from sunflower‘s bloom till the day’s end

It was a gift I got when a child

Had voice so pure and touch so mild

I wanted to peek in, never had a chance

The bag was closed but I managed a glance

Days went and now I could understand …

My friend had some problems with no one to resolve

I felt my pleasure and did let me involve

I made it laugh and cheered the delights

Now we were friends and often had fights

Hard for me, now it has more friends

But It was happy and that was all what I meant

Time was less for us to talk,

Never did it happen that we took a walk

It had its own life and a decided way

These were the reasons that took it away

I was in glee that we still were friends

What if didn’t talk but we do understand

Then the day it was, I saw the bag on a dune

Curious to open, not knowing it was so inopportune

Opened it with a smile, covering distance of a mile

Inside it there was nothing, just an empty bag with someone missing

I felt like it was sad, something not right but probably bad

Before leaving, it didn’t even wave good bye

What happened actually I never knew

But something I got, that the reason was I

Everything around now came to halt,

I could not understand where I was wrong

What have I done and what was my fault

Did I ever break a promise or was it a heart’s vault