We used to be such friends;
Friends with no despair.
Friends that would last forever;
Friends that are really close.
Friends who helped each other;
Through the good and bad.
Are you ever going to talk to me?
Like you used to?
Why can't i stop thinking about you?
I hate the path we are taking.
I miss hanging out with you;
The way we used to be in the past.
I thought we were getting along;
But i guess not.
You said everything was alright;
So we talked.
But all of a sudden;
You got mad at me for some reason.
Why are you always getting mad at me;
I just don't understand.
I'm trying to give you space;
How am i doing?
I'm trying to let it "play out"
How's that going?
But right now;
I'm so confused.
Please;
Help me understand.
Ya i have other friends;
But they aren't you.
They don't know me the way you do;
I don't want to loose you.
There is no where for me to go;
When ever I'm troubled or lost.
There is no where left where i can hide;
No one left to whom i can confide.
So when you read this please read with care;
Even if your not, know I'm always here.
Read my words and you read my soul;
The way that you always used to know.
