my forever friend

You're keeping me up right now
I should be asleep
Maybe it will comfort you a tad to know
you're not the usual suspect

No, you're not
But the two of you do go hand in hand
Or once did, I guess, I'm not sure
(it was definitely more than that, from what i've learned)

To be honest I'm not sure what the point or purpose of this is
Are the words my witness?

See I've been filling my head
with thoughts instead
of what we once had
before it all went bad

and i couldn't remember
why we stopped being friends
does it really matter in the end?

cause i dont think i'll see you
no not ever again
more than anything i'm not sure that i want to

i realize now that it was never really a wonder why we drifted apart
you kept secrets from me for a start

and maybe i thought well friends are supposed to be better than that
but what do i know

i wanted to be someone you could confide in


i mean really this is all just a bunch of bullshit
our memories ruined
and my bitterness overflowing

[the immature side of me is just that]
i've no room to speak
i understand that, i think
[the immature side of me is just that]

maybe it's the loneliness
that clouds my judgement
or the feeling that i've been abandoned

but it all happened
a long time ago
and remembering now does me no good

at least it provides me with some motivation
and aspiration

how long that will last
who knows
i'm kind of loathe to let go

my "forever friend"