"Our Spot" (Where do we go from here?!?)

Been thinking about you lately, wondering how you've been or where you've been

Since last we spoke, no jokes, I don't even know where to begin
Unless the 2-way texts or that "IM" mess count for something
Other than feeble attempts to say, "I tried..."
Shiiiit, I cried at the loss of my friend...ship!
Feelings sunk to depths deep as an abyss.
Mis-calculations or coordinates wouldn't let us transcend
Should've read the signs; "Our Spot" on the block was a Dead-End.
Blinded by the sunset & beautiful view, the fast life seemed slow.
While we spoke of our dreams over the freeways below "Our Spot." Now where do we go?
I remember when 1 + Me = You, but the New Math equation had "U" equaling "2"
(And that's not including the addition of dude)
But months have gone by, though it seems like years
Cause I'm feel'in kinda salty, or maybe it's the taste of those tears
Dried over time leaving trails of white lines
From my eyes; now bloodshot and stinging from the lie,
Or the Thai, or that Brown Sugar, maybe
It used to be "Ma," promoted to "Mommy" and "Baby..."
Boy have things changed, strange from the start
How can someone so close, feel distant, yet remain in the heart, soul, and mind
Which reminds me too, in our "Matrix" I'm Ne-Yo and just wonder
"...Do You?"
Ever think of Me anymore?
Or less. Comfort I guess, to know the answer to questions unsaid
So don't leave this unread, consider my view. Hear me out at least,
And keep on groov'in to our music, & moving to each beat, & I'll embrace each word in this
my last Peace...