I want to say that i dont care
That we aren't friends anymore.
But i really, really do.
Im sorry
I pushed you away
And im sorry i never got around
To apologizing,
Because i dont think its my fault,
And neither was it yours.
We grew apart,
and
You stopped trying
So i did too.
And all those times,
I said i was just tired
it wasnt a lack of sleep,
But rather a lack of hope
That you took with you
When you left.
I want to say i dont miss you anymore,
But i think part of me always will.
And i keep telling myself its okay that i lost you.
And that i will meet a million different people in my life.
Its just deep down,
I know i wont ever meet anyone like you.
YOU ARE READING
James.
Poetry"you are a work of art, not everyone will understand you. but the one's who do, will never forget about you."
