I knew what it meant,
The look in your eyes,
I knew all along,
Through all of your cries.
I knew that you loved her,
I know that she cares,
I know you hated me,
from one of your stares.
I know that you'll miss her,
I knew it right then,
I knew she would too,
I'd done it again.
I knew that one day,
One day you'd feel better,
I know it right now,
You'll never forget her.
Hey I just thought Id explain otherwise my poem sounds gay but this was written about myself looking in on myself... I lost my best friend see, and at one point I wasn't myself I looked back on that part of my life when I wrote this poem and as I didn't feel like myself then I wrote it as if I was two people. Me then me now.
