We used to be so close,
But now you’re just a ghost
Of your former self,
Collecting dust on a shelf.

We’ve both changed greatly
And though we tried to rekindle lately,
There is no hope for what we had.
There is no way for us to go back.

You only contact me if things went wrong,
And cry about it to me all day long.
When we used to spend hours on end
Talking about the trouble we were in.

We would spend school days
Spinning in the sun rays.
Never paying attention,
Then talking in detention.

We would be on the phone
And you would be prone
To crying your eyes out
And swearing while you shout.

Now we never talk,
And we never walk
Through the mall on Mondays
Or around the parks on Fridays.

Perhaps someday, we will reunite
Even though all we ever do is fight
And in that time we’ll rediscover
The greatness we found in each other