Opened and Closed

predict the future

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You promised I wouldn't lose you

But you can't predict the future

You were like a fortune teller at the end of a sketchy alleyway

It felt real in the moment but looking back it was fake

Those years felt so real like we were attached by the hip

Though looking back I always knew we would eventually split

You slowly distanced yourself but i couldn't take the hint

I followed you around hopelessly like a lost puppy in a splint

You were trying to be popular, to finally be seen

I was in your way, a mess waiting to be clean

Your wish was fulfilled though, your popular now

How does it feel? Do you feel like the talk of the town?

I now see that I need to stay away for you to keep your status

But do your remember me or not, I honestly suspect the latter

We had our golden years and we went our separate ways

I suppose we may meet again to reminisce on those good old days

Though in private of course, not a public place

You must keep your status after all, I can't be seen with your pretty face

That face that once smiled and laughed at my jokes

The face that mocked me and told me to get fucked

That face I once thought I knew so very well

That face that didn't care I was walking through hell

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