Open Window and Through The Current

Soft winds blow through my open window.
I keep thinking about tomorrow as if it might not come by.
I get off my bed and walk over to gaze outside.
My eyes are enchanted by the blue/pink of the clear sky.

It's only a week away.
Things are going bye so damn fast.
I fight to keep my heart at bay.
Images of our past haunt me.
We were so close, but are now so far.
When this came to be,
I do not know.

Tears build up as memories flood my mind.
When we were in middle school you were always so kind.
You still are today, but our friendship did not last.
How come you are now of the past?
When I long for you to be the present?

I shall close this useless plea.
Nothing will change anytime soon, so why bother to cry about it?
I threw my heart out to sea,
when you drifted away from the current.