We used to be best friends.
Where did it go wrong?
As years pass, i find my self
thinking of you.
I think of the good times
we had.
The first time we met.
Now you probably don't even
remember me.
You probably wouldn't even
care if our paths crossed again.
You were always acted like a
selfish stubborn spoiled brat.
I wouldn't be surprised if you still do.
The truth still remains the same.
I'll always care about you.
I'll always remember the good times.
I'll always think of you from time to time.
While you move on and I stay a distant memory.
And I'll still miss you.
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