Four years ago
We were thiteen years old
You had your first boyfriend
I heard it first
Across the phonelines I listened.
We grew closer
And had so much in common
Not much longer
And you were kissed.
You were beautiful
And I was envious
I never could see
The beauty in me.
We were best friends
I called you all the time
I still remember
All of the smiles.
Then like we grew together
We slowly drifted apart
So far that I could hardly
See you anymore.
Soon enough I felt as if
I didn't know you anymore
I lost the desire
To walk inside your door.
You were still
That same little girl
And I was thinking
For myself.
We used to be like sisters
I often wonder what it was
That went between us
And pushed you away.
I remember that last phone call
We had that stupid fight
It was really awful
It may have been about Twilight.
Your mom always hated me
She thought I was bad
But she couldn't see
All the happiness we had.
My family called you strange
I couldn't care less
I loved you all the same
Cause you were my best friend.
And you meant the world to me...
I still wear
The last thing you gave me
Christmas of Two-Thousand Nine
A colorful mood ring.
Soon it ended
As all things do
I wrote you a letter
But you never responded
And you became
Another on my list
Of all my best friends
And all the relationships
In my life
That eventually end...
And I still remember
What it was like
Being your best friend
When the world was young
And we were thirteen
Four long years ago.
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I still remember you, Amy.
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