The Dead and the Dying

by Gale   Feb 5, 2008


We sit in that little shop
Across the table seems like 1,000,000 miles
Maybe it's the distance that's been growing
Since the day he died
I feel your pain
But you're not the same
Since that day
Not the friend I knew
Not the friend I Loved
I might be selfish
Not wanting it to have happened
Wanting my best friend back
It seemed when he passed
So did you
I just wish I could fix it
Fix you
You're now just a shadow
Of what you once were
I miss you
I want you back
Come back to me
Before it's too late.

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