I can't tell now, if its the *** or the Tears
but I cant see straight, to face my fears.
Of losing my friend of so many years
I know you're not dead, just moving away
but now so much is missing from my day to day;
I still want to call you when plans get made.
Now there's no one left who remembers the days,
when we were more than This and making the grades.
And no more drunken nights of video games.
Now there's no one left who knows what I meant,
when I laugh alone or start talking ****
I'm just out of place / inappropriate.
People ask what I'll do when you're gone.
I crack some joke about your new cheese farm,
to hide the fact that I'm not ready to move on.
I wish you luck and all the best,
but **** you for leaving me in all of this mess!
I didn't mean to get sappy, but you get the jest.
See ya down the road buddy.