Confession

A confession of a broken friendship: to the one i loved.
not just some boy, not some crush.
it hurts to know that it'll never be the same.
this sad farewell was a tragic must.

i miss your calls, i miss your voice.
i miss the comforting words that'd make me less blue.
i miss the the way you'd call me everyday, by choice.
i miss the way you'd say " no, i really love you '.

i miss how we'd always makeup&forgive.
i miss the way you'd tell me " it's okay ".
i miss the way you'd always try to give.
i miss how you'd make me want to look forward to another day.

i miss the hang outs at school.
i miss the way we'd used to trust.
i miss the way we could both act a fool.
i miss the way you'd openly tell me about your lusts.

i miss our friendshp altogether.
i miss believing all your words were true.
i miss you saying " we're bestfriends forever ".
but most of all, i miss you.

that was my confession, all that i am.
no need to cover up, no need to lie.
i think of you as everyday goes by,
you were my saddest goodbye.