
My Old Best Friend.
I was always there for you;
But you were not there for me;
You hurt me;
I’d never do that to you;
I see you with her;
And I know you see the hurt you caused;
You were like my brother;
I told you everything;
I trusted you;
Now, I miss you;
I want my old best friend back;
You make me miss the fun times;
Our nights we drunk;
Until we couldn’t walk no more;
Our laughs;
Over stupid shit;
Now, you’re with her;
She changed you into someone;
I don’t even know anymore;
Where did my friend;
My brother go?
When you, my old best friend;
Realize that friends are there forever;
And girlfriends come and go;
I’ll be there;
Now all I can do;
Is sit and watch;
Wait and sigh;
I’ll miss you my old best friend;
Will you ever return to who you were;
Or has that bitch changed you forever;
I might as well say good bye;
To what I still hold on too;
I’ll never forget you;
But I know you will probably forget me;
I just ask one more thing;
Do you miss me?
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