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It's been so long.
We've had our laughs.
We've had our fights.
What are we now?
We were best friends.
Always at each others side.
We would joke around.
And I loved every minute of it.
So, we stopped talking for a while.
No reason why.
We just did.
I tried to walk up to.
To say something.
To say anything.
But I get too nervous.
It's been four years.
We've been "friends" for four years.
My longest friend I've had.
And then you tell me something.
That breaks my heart.
"We were best friends. But now we're nothing. And I don't care."
We've had our laughs.
We've had our fights.
What are we now?
We were best friends.
Always at each others side.
We would joke around.
And I loved every minute of it.
So, we stopped talking for a while.
No reason why.
We just did.
I tried to walk up to.
To say something.
To say anything.
But I get too nervous.
It's been four years.
We've been "friends" for four years.
My longest friend I've had.
And then you tell me something.
That breaks my heart.
"We were best friends. But now we're nothing. And I don't care."
Four years. Four fucking years down the drain. He was my best friend, the one I could turn to, the shoulder I could cry on and now we're nothing. Ok, I didn't speak with him for a while, but only because I was afraid. I liked him. But, I had this nagging feeling that he didn't feel the same way. And he said "We were best friends. But now we're nothing. And I don't give a fuck." (I changed it on the poem) Seriously? SERIOUSLY? What the fuck? I considered him as my best friend. An amazing guy. Perfect. I guess I was wrong. I guess I didn't really know him. I guess I misjudged him.
But what hurts is he took away four fucking years of my life, I can't take back.
But what hurts is he took away four fucking years of my life, I can't take back.
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