Sunday, June 12, 2011

We are friends.

So, where did you go?
I haven't heard in the longest.
Have you forgotten me?
Or is it that I was never good enough?

A friend I was to you,
A friend you were not to me,
Remind me, why did you tell me everything?
When I did need to know nothing.

I'll never forget my friend,
I hope you don't either,
Too many come and go,
But you'll always be in back of my head.

LIKE A FUCKING STUBBORN STAIN THAT'D NEVER FUCKING GO AWAY.

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