The missed one

He's my best friend
And we both do the same
We made a promise
To keep us sane

The promise is if he stopped
I would too
But he couldn't keep it
And then the vain just popped

I held him close as I could
I told him not to leave
Other wise i would
And then I found his stash of weed

That too is what he promised
But i know he couldn't keep it
It's just to hard for him stop
But I felt so alone and i lost it

I took the same knife
And shoved it in my wrist
I didn't stop it felt to good
And then that was the end of my life

But before I did this
I looked him in the eyes
And leaned in for a quick kiss

He was more than my best friend
He was my soul
I'm just sorry I pick my bf
Over him, I feel so low...

* remembrance to all... pick your friends over your bf.. but your bf can leave but your friends will be there forever..*