I saw you again and it reminded me of a time
When we were still friends
And we said we didn't need anyone else
Because we had each other.
But here we are so far away from where we started
Almost as if we had never started to begin with.
What hurts a little,
And to be honest what hurts the most
Is that we have to act like nothing is wrong
But everything is wrong and we know it
We don't show it but we feel it
And as you and I say good bye my voice waivers with hesitation
Because I didn't want you to leave and
I believe you didn't want to go.

I walked alone on the old beaten trail
To go to the place where I now regale
Of a time when we would just set sails
To a fantasy we called our lives.

It was all so perfect, it was all just right
But the fragility of perfection was evident
When the reflection of this drab boring creation
We made was put in the light.

It was all so surreal when the mirror of our so called
Perfect life was shattered and no matter how much you try
you'll never piece it back together.
So I travel through the beaten paths that lie in my head
To the place that is now only a mere fantasy.

We never speak and I hardly see you anymore
When I see you we barely talk and we both are looking for a door
A door to leave this moment because an awkward silence has settled in
and we both have things to say but we hold off
A part of me wants to say sorry
But a part of me says it's all your fault
So I don't say anything and that doesn't help at all
We part ways with smiles on our faces
We'll probably see each other every now and then
I never wanted us to be strangers again
but that's exactly what happened.