Good Riddance is the only lesson I learned from you. I still miss your laugh, that much it is the truth. Your drinking is the problem. You dont see it but we do. You say mean things and then forget. You say things that are untrue. I miss the way you sing, so passionate and vibrant. The way your face lit up at flowers, we were always so lively. Never took the time, not in 7 fucking years. Never held me tight or wiped away my tears. They ran for you, working and bleeding, I picked myself up, now see me leaving. You took me for granted, And wasted our time. Do you have any idea of the Others in line? In line for chance, just a moment, or a kiss. In line for my friendship, one they know that they would miss. Im not afraid of feelings, so sorry that you are. Im not afraid of anything, seen too much in the dark, young, halls. Never took the time, not in 7 fucking years. Never held me tight or wiped away my tears. They ran for you, working and bleeding, I picked myself up, now see me leaving. Good Riddance is the only lesson I learned from you. I still miss your laugh, that much it is the truth.
