You were one of my very close friends.
We grew apart... we never made amends.
We hated each other, snide comments we threw.
I just just can't believe the last thing I said to you.
Then came that night, I was on the computer.
Thinking about a guy who couldn't be cuter.
My mom came in with a stern look on her face.
I turned around slowly, my mind in a race.
She talked about a girl, the girl, who I hated.
She had died in the hospital, after our friendship had faded.
She died of Asthma, and I wish I had said,
"When you were, well, you were a great friend."
Now you're gone.
