Now I know I've lost a good friend, one that will stick with me until the end.
why was I the foolish one?
Why couldn't I see what I've done?
I think about you when I'm at home, most of the time when I'm alone.
I never thought it would end this way, because me & you said our friendship would never go away.
Now I sit here and wonder why I let you go, good friend of mine.
I guess it was that I was too proud to see, that you were the best thing that happened to me. I miss us together and hanging out, I miss all the fun & the pillow fights.
I missing having you to tell me secrets to, but most of all I miss having you.
I know this poem doesn't make up for the 3 month's we haven't talked, but I want you to know that I miss you allot.
When I see you I smile as if I don't care, but the way I feel is far from there.
I'm sitting in 3 period with you on my mind, wondering when and how to give you this rhyme. (I don't know if today...probably next time.)
Well I just wanted you to know, that I don't want me and you to turn out to be foes.
So I guess if you still don't understand me, I'm trying to say...
I miss you everyday.
