The moment we were friends i saw something in you that made me think, yeah you’re fun.
Everyday was a dream when we share secrets, tips and runs.
Give back jokes and insults one way or another we knew we wouldn’t get offended by it.
You’ve helped me in days that were a little rough and I couldn’t thank you enough.
Little by little when time passes things get a little outdated...
why has things become so distracting everytime ?
A look in your face gives me nothing but a well mushed up face as I could see so much force you’re trying to make.
I’ve shared secrets that meant a lot to me and for some ******* reason i felt annoyed by how much i could tell you’re forcing yourself.
In the end this secret stays with me
The secret some people knows but never agrees one way or another.
I still care for you
Give me time