my friend

I guess we're just the same

sometimes i tell others how you just cant forget me
i tell them how bad u are
n i say ive moved on but u havnt

but...

i still talk about you
bad stories and endless ridiculing
they've all been bout you

i appreciate you
its just that too bad we ended the way we did
i never really wanted that
im sorry i played with your heart
i took advantage of you
but i myself like i always am

undecisive...

i like the book you gave me
i cant believe you actually did though
"to our great friendship"
looks like its too great that we still talk bout each other

our friendship didnt go to waste
just so you know
that now all our secrets are no more
i feel free
i wish i cud just hug n make up
i still want you as a friend
but you just cant take me anymore

i tell people how much i hate you
but i dont really think i do
i cant believe our parent's sat together
that was funny

i just hope one day hence
i'll be able to see you from a far
run to you n embrace
n once again call you

my friend......