Another one gone; another hits the road.
At some point they all go, no matter how hard you try.

Hold no, give up, move on,
The advice is all the same.
But the hurt never goes away.

Is there something wrong with me?
The fear of being pushed away.
The fear that I will be alone.

Now I am afraid to speak.
Now I am afraid to hold onto someone.
Afraid to love friends, and afraid to be truthful.