Goodbye My Friend

I miss the way it used to be.

The days when you were you, and I was me.

Nothing would be different; everything was to stay the same.

But now we’ve certainly changed, so both of us shall take the blame

There is no more laughing at stupid things.

We can never even seem to have conversations about simple things.

So how is it that we have drifted apart?

When it seems that we have been friends since the very start.

There is no answer, no reason, no cause.

We are headed separate ways, there is no pressing pause.

Goodbye my friend, I will miss you lots.

Someday we may meet again, at one of our old hang out spots.

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