9.06.2004

Now I’m so accustomed to your way,
If you’ve got someone to fill the place,
Why should I matter anymore?
Well I hope she’ll never leave you,
All this “our friendship is important”
Blown out the window, bullshit,
You’ve had all this time to catch up,
But you never tried,
Why pretend when you see me?
Can’t you help yourself?maybe the miles between are a good thing,
I’m tired of losing sleep,
Mourning over our broken ties,
Kuz it was never me that mattered,
It was having someone to fall back on
When your head was a heavy cloud,
I’m glad I served you well,
And if you need me, I might think about sticking around,
It’s hard to accept that someone else is walking in my shoes,
Filling the richest thoughts in your mind,
And the heart I used to own.

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