Troubled.

by Batman   Oct 26, 2007


You told me to burn all traces of our memories.
You told me I wasnt worth a second chance.
But you never told me what I did wrong.
So I asked myself time and time again,
Where did I mess up.
How could i hurt some one so bad.
Did I even do anything.
No matter what question i asked,
I still got the same awnser:
Were over.
It's done.
People change.
Friendships are lost...
I hate the phrase ''But I'll die if i dont have...''
You wont die.
Hurt maybe.
Possibly regret.
But I promise you will not die.
So now I spend my days rejoiceing for what I do have,
And not with what I'll ''Die Without''
A friendship lost is a friendship gained.
So in the end... You never loose.

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