The Old You

by Heather M Craig   Oct 31, 2004


Dedicated to amber kempfer

She's left me, not physically
but her mind is not the same.
I love my best friend
but I do hate her game.
Its hard to say the things
I'm about to share with you
but you're becoming everything I hate
with the stupid things you do...
like the drugs, the drinking,
the posing, the sleeping around-
you are not that person you are pretending to be.
It's really starting to bring me down
that you've changed so horribly...
we've lost the closeness and the trust
and it's killing me to let you go too
so these things may be hurtful but I must...
I gotta let you know I'm leaving if this gets any worse
and if you can't respect yourself then why should I respect you?
Call me crazy and think what you want
but the truth is i miss the old you.

* i still love you amber*

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