How it used to be

Hurt comes in many ways
Through spoken words and written notes
Knowing you're the only one
Who understands my past
And my future
My present is no more
In sit alone in darkness
Shadows of light creep across the walls
Of the prison I cannot escape
My memories
When we were young do you remember
What you said
You called me your friend
As I was
Everything has changed now
You're with them and I'm alone
I know you cant but I want you to try
Search through the dusty books of your past
And remember how it used to be
I hate to see your pain
You were my friend