It’s been three months.
I’ve finally excepted it,
That you’re really gone.
Still, it hurts me inside.
Did you have any clue?
I freakin miss you, girl.
You were my best friend.
I trusted you, so why?
I always tend to wonder,
If I’d crossed your mind,
But inside I know I didn’t.
If you had, you’d be here,
Because you’d remember.
How I’d fought for you,
And you’d fought for me.
But you had forgotten,
As you let your soul be free.