Space between friends is okay
One day is fine you think give them time
A week passes you wonder if everything is alright
Almost a month no work you begin to think if you did something wrong
Make a call no answer the person usually answers right away
You wait for the call back still no word
You send a text still no response back
Still no word you'd help if you knew or do what you can
The time flys by you friends doing his own thing
Friends don't always grow together but grow apart
Forming their own circles new crowd with similar interests
The day you stop talking you have to move on
Everyday hoping to hang or unit
The day you do things aren't the same
Or don't feel right the days of childhood
Are a memory even though you'd rather live than forget