My Friend,
We Moved on with our lives with a story left behind
Laughter in our cries for us glory to find.
We looked after eachother for years so many
Now we look at eachother from miles so many
Priorities changed not our hearts, We still the same after being apart. We miss those days when weird were we, insanely one of a kind, now our story left behind.
There's alot going on here, alot to tell you. We'll speak about it all. "WHEN I SEE YOU"
PS: Best buddies moving away has to be the hardest thing!
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.
