All I ever wanted was to be considered the best of friends
Instead using each other differently as a means to an ends
I honestly miss your genuine camaraderie
Feeling as though I have lost a small part of me
When I am reminiscing about the good old days
When we used to unwind smoking big fat J’s
Evenings of debates spent analyzing our lives
Those were the days when it was always good vibes
There was never a time when you needed to pretend
I had always thought that you would be a close friend
From my first impression I thought that you were one of a kind
What held you back from being honest and speaking your mind?
