I. Familiar

While I did, and still do, choose my time alone,

Time doesn't choose you and can break a stone:

It only moved forward… company came,

And after a while with it, I'd grown tame…

But again, time won't stop, not ever for me:

Familiar left as I knew her fully.

Starting over on empty, I still muse:

What them so long? Well, what was the use?

Of course, I shouldn't apply all that now,

Because of new scenery, of new ground…

Maybe, but the rules still remain the same:

Where there's company, familiar shall stay –

Until she doesn't, when goes company,

Leaving behind a long, sour symphony.

II. Be the Friend

I'm not sure what it was, or what I did:

To lose what I looked for and collected,

After being fruitless for a long time,

Living on pits of peaches I dared try…

I never had a timing of good sense,

To put mildly a fact so immense;

While luck favored me, ever so fond,

It came at a price: devoid of true bond.

Companions, I'd craved in having – keeping –

For a while came, stayed, then went sweeping.

Any potential lover my eyes had sought out,

Taken from my grasp by fate or my doubt…

Yet I do still try, at the very least:

To be the friend that most everyone needs.

III. And Love Will Stay

Lovers, they will come from better chances,

Friendly as they'll be at early glances:

Kind, welcoming, loyal, above the mean…

Maybe hesitant, more than what they seem.

Then again, I'm still all too new to this;

Still, the line's drawn before a simple kiss;

And of course – still – an approach is heartened,

Though my signals may have flickers darkened…

That's assuming there were flickers to start:

I can't speak for those from whom I did part;

Had there been, would I still be like this now?

I would've known, done something… and then how?

So, here I am, waiting for that one friend,

And love will stay and grow – and never end.