We were so young
Do we know what it means
To be best friends
Oh I should have seen
It was coming
It all went so fast
It was not a blow
But a huge blast
In my face
It blew right up
And now my hands
Formed into a cup
To catch the tears
That made a stream
For I only wish
This hatred to be a dream
But it’s not
It’s so real
Served so nasty
Like a rotten meal
To swallow it hurts
Like you can’t believe
But once it’s down
There comes to me a relieve
That there you are standing
That unlike before
You can’t take
This anymore
Through the fog
I see the light
This is the one
That shines so bright
So what do we do now?
We can be friends but how?
There must be changes we know this to be true
Although not only me, but also you
