Duel

My friend stands before me Our eyes finally meet Never have I thought It will end like this Just a few feet 'way Just a few more steps Just a few seconds Just a few more breaths Then we stop And raise our hands A quiet sob In chest, an empty pang Pistol in hands Breaths held back Ready, aim, fire Such an awful dire When we first met We were gazed upon Now only one stands Who will sing upon My dear friend If we never met You wouldn't be dead And I wouldn't be sad ~ Wish you won