I try not to miss you
i really do,
but after everything i do
my thoughts go running back to you.
You were my best friend you said that you cared,
now the hate we have for each other is too much to bare.
It makes me think, was this all a joke?
Was the love that i gave you too much to provoke?
Its a roller coaster in my eyes,
oh how the time flies by.
That's why i'm alone, writing this poem,
you know what they say, "hey, at least you got to know'em"
