my best friend

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the one person i thought i would never loose was my best friend, and while i was looking for love- i missed out on everything i thought i had with my best friend.
highschool outgrew you and i was left behind,
a pinky promise was then hard to find.
i wore my ring more when i missed you, when i wanted to feel less alone and closer to the childhood comfort i once had.
that comfort you brought me every time i would hear you laugh, with or at me.
but somewhere between then and now, all of the laughs i missed with you, i realized how lucky i was to have been able to call you my best friend.
the clocks went back, and all i could think of was, what if they could just go back further?
why can't they just go back further?
i broke my pinky promise,
and i'll never be-able to repair that now.

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