The days of me and you

When routine gets boring,
And memories get old,
Our friendship starts fading,
Our words become cold.

I cried myself to sleep at night,
I hated it when we would fight,
memories that were warm and cosy,
Our eyes were bright and our cheeks were rosy.

A few kind words,
A hasty letter,
A smile and wave,
To make things better.

When i look into your eyes,
I only see what i despise,
So we sit alone so silently,
And think how warm it used to be.

I cry myself to sleep at night,
I miss the way we used to fight,

You said you loved me more than anything,
You said that you would give me everything,

I smiled and laughed and held you tight,
I loved you with all my heart and might,

I miss the days when that was true,
I miss the days of me and you.