Four years is what it took
For you to finally speak to me and finally look.
To look at the hurt, look at the pain
And all of the things you did to me.
Friday was Winter Ball
And we both seemed surprised that we saw each other at all.
You with your boyfriend and me with my date
Both of us in our dresses and peacoats trying to stay warm as we waited for the clock to turn to 8.
You spotted me at the front of the line shivering from the cold
After 4 years we finally made eye contact, in which I thought was very bold.
You smiled and said I looked really pretty
I smiled and said thanks, but didn't know if I should believe.
We made small talk until the doors opened and let everyone in
You told me that you hope I have fun and I told you the same.
You gave me a short but meaningful hug before we went inside
I felt like you were my best friend again when I looked into your eyes.
I could see the kid version of you and I when we first met
In second grade, that is something we will never forget.
I wonder maybe you came to realize that we have 6 months until we graduate
That maybe if you told me your sorry now that it wouldn't be too late.
Maybe you realized that you made a big mistake
That night at winter ball you gained respect from me.
You see the problem with me is I forgive to easily
If you were to walk up to me today or any day explain and say your sorry.
I would forgive you...
Well six more months and we will see
Maybe we can be friends again before we leave.
I want to move on, forget what happened in the past
I just want my best friend back.
What made you talk to me that very night
What pushed you to hug me and say hi
One question I must ask and what I've been wondering all week is
Why now, why did you decide to talk to me? What is going through your head?
My heart is telling me to try but my head is telling me maybe I shouldn't.
But when it comes to me my heart always wins
I'm now hoping that we can slowly work on becoming friends again.
I'm ready to put this whole thing behind us
Before these six months of school catch up and find us.
Why now? I ask again
Why now? My long lost friend.
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