Best friends?

by Esther Wathen   Jan 9, 2006


I knew we did not mean it,
But we said we would make it last.
But in the end it did not matter,
And we left it in the past.

Years go by and things alter,
I never notice your face.
How we got so separated,
I can not recall, and back I trace.

But in the end it does not matter,
For much we have changed.
I can not believe that back in the day,
Best friends we were named.

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