Hey, you remember the good old days
When we would laugh and cry and stay up, we were good friends.
So mate, why don't you come and talk anymore
I remember when you walked out of the door.
I know I can't stop you,
you got your own life and you gotta choose
But am I nothing?
I thought I was a little more to you.
And I can't believe.
No I can't believe
That it would end up this way.
That you'd leave me all alone,
And you'd go out do your own thing.
Forget I exist at all,
Let me hang on by a thin thread.
Have me worried just for you.
Have me sit down in my own hell
Hey is life like that
for you. /x/
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Embracing Words // Poems
Poetry+From Happiness to Depression, it's all featured here. +Short Poems Created By Feelings
