Casualty of War (Original Rhyme)

I thought I know you, we been friends a while,
But you don’t even bother, even if I dial,
You act so stiff, when problems comes a pile,
Don’t want to open up, so you ran a mile,
Your life is well planned, like formation of tiles,
Too much of these stress, feel your life is vile

I hope you find, what you searching for,
Though I wish we’re friends, just like before,
Instead of these gaps and those tears you pour,
And left me hanging, just beside the door,
I know you need time, as your heart still sore
A victim of pain, a never ending war…