Sunday, January 4, 2009


We stood there side by side,
And together we waved goodbye.
Then we went our separate ways,
Seems our friendship was a lie.

He was our only form of connection,
Without him we were dead.
We didn't even keep in touch,
To see you – a day I'll dread.

Why did she not call,
When she said she would.
Maybe she could tell we were nothing,
Just like I now could.

I guess that's it now,
She was just a stepping stone.
In this long winding life,
Of which I choose to end alone.

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