Used to...

I used to have a wife... Who used to stand by me.
Who always planned her time so that she can get around to meeting me.

I used to have a love... Who used to say she loves me.
Who always end her conversations... "I love you, my hubby."

I used to have a friend... Who used to hang with me.
Who used to always go out with me whenever possible.

I used to have a friend... Who said she'll stand by me.
If I moved a step front or back, she'll do likewise with me.

I used to have a love... Who said she'll always love me.
Who always put her face close to my ear and whisper "I love you."

I used to have a wife... Who said she'll always hang around me.
Who said no matter how boring it got, she'll still find joy with me.

Now I looked for the friend... whom I don't see for days on ends...
The days are turning into weeks.... And the weeks very soon to months...

If she noticed it, she does not say...
If she realised it, she does not let it show...

On and on she moves... Nearer and nearer to her goals...
On and on I move... Further and further from her thoughts...

On and on she moves... Nearer and nearer to her dreams...
On and on we move... Further and further from each other...

I used to have a friend... a wife... a love...