A Broken Frienship.

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Back then,

It was the three of us against the world.

We had so many promises,
We laughed so hard,
We had so many inside jokes,
We created so many memories,
We did it all together.

Now,

It's me against the world.

I have so many promises to live up to,
I barely smile wholeheartedly,
I become distant when something reminds me of our inside jokes,
I cry when I'm reminded of our promises,
You left me to deal with a broken friendship.

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