When it is just the two of us alone,
Be it hanging out, chatting on-line, or talking on the phone,
You make me feel special and full of glee,
It is almost as if you have feeling for me.
But if we are in school or surrounded by a crowd,
My opinions and voice to you isn't as loud,
You can even go as far as to ignore me- your best friend,
Even if I didn't like you it would be a hard wound to mend.
Every time you say you are sorry,
And I will always continue to believe,
In this all too common story,
About a boy who will always leave.
