It’s been three months.

I’ve finally excepted it,

That you’re really gone.

Still, it hurts me inside.

Did you have any clue?

I freakin miss you, girl.

You were my best friend.

I trusted you, so why?

I always tend to wonder,

If I’d crossed your mind,

But inside I know I didn’t.

If you had, you’d be here,

Because you’d remember.

How I’d fought for you,

And you’d fought for me.

But you had forgotten,

As you let your soul be free.