Losing a friend

I know that people change.
I know its not for real,
the feelings that i feel,
are what is lost,
not what i love,
not what I´m scared of.
What i am scared of,
losing love.
Those little bits of glass
cut deep into my soul,
and mix my mind with
feelings, that i put
into a hole.
But i´m not filled
with love alike,
with love alike and true.
And what i choose
is what i lose.
And what i lose is you.