I sit here and think of how we used
It feels like my heart is
being ripped out of my chest.
I thought we were supposed to be best
Weren't we always supposed to be there for each other?
Where did everything go
Why do I fell like I can’t talk to you
tears are falling but you’re not here to
You don’t even know I feel like
miss how we used to talk all the time.
Why do I feel like I’m being left
you don’t want to be friends
Because if I have to go on with our
friendship like this:
I’m going to wind up ripping
my heart out
&+ mailing all the little
pieces to everyone I have ever loved.