I’ve had false friends

I’m glad to see everyone’s doing fine;
I know we don’t talk anymore, and I’ll never get any messages in bottles to say so.
I am the ocean drifting aimlessly as life;
in envy of you sailors with goals clear as ice.
And as I cherish our days on journeys,
And you still remember me as the sea;
I come and go–
drifiting away,
walking aimlessly.