I don't remember how we met
I don't recall the order of events
We used to play games like all kids do
The memories are faded in the rearview.
As for you, you made some mistakes
Did things wrong and it led to a dark place
Remembering the time we had motoring through the mud
It seems like your life is more dirtied up than that muddy lake
When i met you we bonded over shows and games
Kind of ironic it ended because of the same.
You ganged up on me, you drug me through the dirt
Like our friendship was nothing and that's what really hurt
Our friendship came in waves, we were brothers.
You were my best friend for years
Its a shame it ended with more anger than tears.
Despite what people said you always stood up for me, stood up for the truth.
The friends that stick with you when noone else does are the friends that last longer than your youth.
Im grateful to you for adding me to your life.
As for the friends that the stories with me are still being written
Maybe this will explain why im so selfconcious about how i stand with you...
If i feel like I've lost you or feel like you dont care, dont be bothered it just my burden to bear, memories flood in about the time we share, it makes it hard to trust the ones that make me care.
(To everyone that means something)
