it was primary school days,
our last day is when you told me that you didn't want us to change,
you wanted to stay friends forever,
yet,
i hoped we would become more.
you had other plans.
stacey was
cooler,
hotter,
funnier.
and i was just your best friend.
you bought her my favourite sweets
and asked her out in front of me,
she said yes;
of course.
everyone hyped you up
because you had bagged the coolest girl, stacey.
what a guy you were.
that's when you got lost in the crowd
and
when six week holidays came:
i barely saw you.
