Ballad of Broken Friendships

I've burnt so many bridges with an empty box of matches. Friendships fall to waysides, and I watch it while it happens. Distant conversations; Eyes no longer fastened on the times when all we knew were echoes of our laughter. The flames of time have blazened. They've left me charred and blackened. The bonds between us, once so tight, have since been frayed and slackened. My days have become so lonely. I feel they're quickly passing. Yet, slowly am I moving while depression is amassing. So my friend, this is my sorry. I'm wayward from my pathway. Just know I'm here, and always am, if you're willing to meet halfway.