So I once knew this guy. He had potential to be the best friend I could ever have, probably. Nothing more, because I felt nothing more. Just friendship, like family. We had a lot in common. Mostly bonded by music, and the band that he played in, but common interest in hockey, and silly things, philosophy, and writing. Through the year and some odd months of time that I knew him, we created a friendship, a great friendship. Unfortunately thousands of miles separate us, and our worlds are three hours apart. And when you forget to talk, and get wrapped up in what's going on in your life, you forget to think about friends sometimes. And One day I called him. And everything I ever thought about him seemed wrong, as he explained to me how threw away the strongest glue that held our bond. Unselfishly, I tried to listen to him, as this once logical, "big brother figure" I had known poured out all these emotions and excuses... But I couldn't. I placed and hold to this day a grudge, too heavy to lift away; And even though I mostly can't stand to even look at his picture, or listen to his voice on my favorite CD, I still somehow seem to hold feeling in my heart for him. And I hope to someday put those thoughts behind me, I'm making that my New Year's Resolution. To Remember the man I used to look up to. Because even if the fight that ended our friendship was silly and absolutely innocent on my part. I finally finished my song to portray him. My Music Man, and the big brother figure I feel I've always needed. Even if we never talk again, not that I care to at the moment, at least I still have that. I always have my music. That... I always know.