More than

by BeE   Sep 17, 2006


We were the best of friends
Always together
We were never really that far from each other
When we grew up
I felt different
The friendship was still there
But it seemed like more
And when I saw her holding your hand
I broke down and cried
U saw me cry
U asked me why?
I just ran as far as a could
U ran after me
U court but to me
How could that be
U held both of my hands
And it felt like magic
But the image of her came up
And u let go
So I ran again never to return
U watched me run
Towards the sun
U looked back
And ran back to her

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