You're not the same.
From the day I first met you,
you aren't the same.
Sometimes I get confused if you even
are the person I had a bond with.I just . . .
I miss the way things used to be.
I miss our phone calls and loud laughing.
I miss the way we both would tell
each other everything.
I miss our bond.
I miss the old you so badly.That's why, I hated seeing you change.
I couldn't stop it though.
I was forced to watch you turn into
someone I didn't know.I'll miss everything.
And I'll miss everything about you.
I'll never get our friendship back.
I'll never get those memories to come back.I'll never get you back.
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