My Poetry. A Picture of you.

I found a picture of you 
from my younger days 
your eyes lit the room 
In beautiful ways. 
The past is the past 
but it's hard to forget 
memories come flooding 
Not just for me I bet.. 
You went away
no looking back
left me a letter
While you chose to pack.
The days were long
nights without sleep
knowing your love
Cut me so deep.
The way you left
hurt me so bad
tattered and torn
Utterly sad.
But that was the day
a long time ago
we both have moved on
it lightened the blow.
But I still hold you fondly
in my memories of the past
and our friendship will blossom
Grow and last.