All this time I never stopped myself.
I never thought "Is there something wrong with this?"

Friendships come and go don't they?
What's so different about this one.

Because there was no closure, no answers.
But I'm tired of this game, whatever game it is.

I might have been the only one who felt this way, who cared too much.
I might have even thought this was a story in some book and we were the protagonists.
I think I read too much. Maybe watch too many movies and shows.

But this is life.
I should have moved on.

It'll be nice if things become clear one day, I'll be around.
But I won't be running after you anymore.

Can we go back
Just two little girls
Be my best friend again

I'm done calling people friends

They'll only act for their companions

I'm sick and tired of it

Thinking we're your great buddies

Laugh at your pals

But you won't out yourself

Get off my back

That's it

I'm done

Go back to being fake, kid

I bet you didn't think we'd walk

Where are you now?

Without us there

We have each other

You have *no one else

Last night  I broke apart
Last night he saw

The rush of memories were simply too much

Last night I let you back in
Last night I couldn't stop any of it

Yet he stayed quiet as I sobbed, letting my words sink in

Last night I cursed myself
Last night for the first time in a long while, I let my frustration out

Repeating three words, "I miss her"