My Paul Revere

I think about you everyday
and how we used to be
ever since we had that fight-
it's not the same for me.

We feel distant from eachother-
no longer joined at the hip
no one's there to pick me up
when i fall or trip.

You act like i am in your way-
not wanted at all.
Occasionally you smile
when i pass you in the hall

i hope this doesn't last
our friendship doesn't dissapear
You are still my best friend
My Paul Revere.