I wake up every morning to a cup of coffee, Someone always says something a bit too raunchy. The first thought that driftly comes to mind, Just so happens to be a truly fine friend of mine. I care, though it seemed to sadly tear, What we had was nothing merely than a dare. He's been through a lot, the poor little devil, But I was always there to save him from something civil. All I can really do, is try and be your true friend, But it's really hard, when you keep pushing us to an end. When I go to sleep every night to a comfy bed and tears, It starts to really bother me, when I notice I haven't been happy in years.
Dedicated to my best friend that hasn't spoken to me since an argument we had, I miss you.