And now she's with you and your friends that are now her friends, but remember when I use to be able to call them my friends? I can't any more. Now they're just some people and soon you'll just be a person too because you don't care enough to keep me around as that friend. And years down the road we'll run into each other on the street and think about that time that we were friends, but then, without saying a word, we will part as just those people that hardly remember that they were once friends.
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Goodbye My Almost Lover
PoetryWelcome to my diary; a collection of poems-although I am no poet-written for the sole purpose of trying to sooth the ache in my heart after losing the love of my life.
