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It all started with one small wave That I have met you, my dear friend Memories then started to engrave When you came by; a real godsend. I've never asked for someone better My bland life you've put some color Why would I even wish for a boyfriend, When I've got you, my one true friend? You’ve made me laugh, you’ve made me cry Some nights we even got so high I try my best, every free weekend I got We would hang out anywhere and eat a lot. Your surprises gave me much joy: The little things I’m grateful for. When I am down, you pick me up Gave me the strength I need, my friend. I may have wronged you in some way The things I’ve done, the words I’ve said Yet, you find ways for us to amend I thank you, (and sorry for those!), my dear friend. But then one day, something changed You’ve stopped the laughter and the games We weren’t the same as before, Where is the “we” that we used to enjoy? “Dear I’ve missed you, how are you now?” Days have passed, waiting the reply You’ve replied, alas! You said “ciao”, I thought it’s “hello,” but it was “goodbye”. No reasons, no closure, still you left Mad as I am, I didn’t care Bubbling up inside me, this bowl of hate I didn’t want this, this bitter fate. The flames died down, also did my fear Of losing someone, who’s always been so dear It took guts, but then I approached you “I’m sorry”, I said, the tears weren’t few. You said nothing, expression’s blank Double-checked if this was a prank Your lifeless face remained in sight My dear friend had recently died. I shouted your name, right out loud Even said the things that we have vowed It was too late, you’ve gone to rest Myself I then began to detest. I put all the blames on me For being so weak and a crybaby For not admitting my past mistakes; To save our friendship, whatever it takes. It was hard, but I accepted A big part of me has already ended. So, goodbye my dear, I’ll never forget How I had someone like you, my one true friend.
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May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 1:26 AM UTC
(My) Friend
It all started with one small wave That I have met you, my dear friend Memories then started to engrave When you came by; a real godsend. I've never asked for someone better My bland life you've put some color Why would I even wish for a boyfriend, When I've got you, my one true friend? You’ve made me laugh, you’ve made me cry Some nights we even got so high I try my best, every free weekend I got We would hang out anywhere and eat a lot. Your surprises gave me much joy: The little things I’m grateful for. When I am down, you pick me up Gave me the strength I need, my friend. I may have wronged you in some way The things I’ve done, the words I’ve said Yet, you find ways for us to amend I thank you, (and sorry for those!), my dear friend. But then one day, something changed You’ve stopped the laughter and the games We weren’t the same as before, Where is the “we” that we used to enjoy? “Dear I’ve missed you, how are you now?” Days have passed, waiting the reply You’ve replied, alas! You said “ciao”, I thought it’s “hello,” but it was “goodbye”. No reasons, no closure, still you left Mad as I am, I didn’t care Bubbling up inside me, this bowl of hate I didn’t want this, this bitter fate. The flames died down, also did my fear Of losing someone, who’s always been so dear It took guts, but then I approached you “I’m sorry”, I said, the tears weren’t few. You said nothing, expression’s blank Double-checked if this was a prank Your lifeless face remained in sight My dear friend had recently died. I shouted your name, right out loud Even said the things that we have vowed It was too late, you’ve gone to rest Myself I then began to detest. I put all the blames on me For being so weak and a crybaby For not admitting my past mistakes; To save our friendship, whatever it takes. It was hard, but I accepted A big part of me has already ended. So, goodbye my dear, I’ll never forget How I had someone like you, my one true friend.
reiya
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Japanese
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 1:26 AM UTC
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