The Past Three Months, Start the Year off Right.

You caught my eye
You made me cry
You had me for a while
But over time
You lost your shine
Through letters in a pile

So here I lie
Alone at nigh'
With nothing to bring comfort
The thought of you
In what I do
Alone without a consort

I shall miss thee
And set thee free
Until life bitterly ends
I shall fear not
I have a lot
Because you and I are friends