We dont talk as much as we did
i miss you
we dont do the same stuff we did
i miss you
you dont call me anymore
i miss that
when i call your busy
i believe that
when i look at us in pics
i cry
when i think about our memories
i cry
when i write this
i think
when i think
it makes me wanna cry
sister,
i miss you..i think you rjust so happy or something...you dont ever IM me anymore...you never do anything with me anymore...dont include me in your friends....or main squeZes...i feel left out
i dont want what we have, a friendship & and family relationship, to go down the drain...
