I wish I knew
If we were still friends
I wish I knew
If that Friday was the end
Because sometimes I see
The girl you used to be
But sometimes I see
The girl I used to see
I would say
That I'd be friends again
I'm just afraid
That backwards I will bend
Again
And forever
I'll go out of my way
Again
And forever
It's easy to say
You'd say I'm wrong
That it's not your fault
But that's for neither of us to say
Because we're all guilty in our own way
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Pinto Lesbeans
PoetryMore angsty poetry about my issues and stuff. Also possibly some very vague poems either about friendship problems or relationships. Have fun! This book falls in line with a series of poetry books I have created. The first one is How to be a Bisexua...
