Why is it when I have the urge
to cry about anything that I
think about you and every time
I do i come to that conclusion
that I'm crying because of you
and forget why I was really crying, but when I realize why I was in
fact I remember you again
more than just an old friend? Why is it when I see you
holding her hand I don't long
so much as to hold it instead, just to not see her holding it,
and why is it that I don't want
you to be happy because maybe
my heart says you'll only be
happy with me, but yet I find ways to not think of you yet I still
think of you. How do you do
this to not just my heart , but my mind as well you crawl in and your memories find a deep dark
hole and they dwell inside my
brain so I can't get them out
and my heart does flips and
when it comes in doubt it begins
to pout about the fact that I'm not with you and truly never was. It was just a moment we shared,
just one moment not two not three, one. Yet friends for eight years, no this can't be the end.
My God, I miss you.. my friend.
