Broken hearts are bitches 

They can't be repaired with a few stitches

The sad part is I don't know if you knew

How much a day I really think about you 

All these thoughts trying to spin into one

Instead they just make me come undone

I wish you were here with me 

Sometimes it's hard for me to breath

Cause I know your not here 

You used to be so near and dear. 

Now your still the same

Still with the old gang

And that's perfectly fine 

I just wish I could find the light

The feelings have been gone

And I feel so wrong

All I have are the memories

Of how it used to be

But you took my heart away

When you said to go away that day

I can't help this pitiful feeling that you could miss me too

Maybe you've finally learned this lesson you were supposed to

But what does it matter now

It's over

It's done

We're over

We're done

Our friendship has truly hit its last run

I just wanna say I truly have come undone

And I miss you

No one could make me smile like you do

Despite all the shit you put me through

I stupidly still want you. 

What we had was special

Friends till the end remember? 

I have to say you treated me as cold as december

Yet I still tried

Still had you in mind

And while I know now your doing well

I'm happy for you, you'll have good stories to tell

As of me, I've grown wiser, no longer going along with the people who "mean well"

I'm just doing me and I think that's why I fell

Every year since that day I've felt myself sink

The damn imagination and fun punched out of me

But I stayed strong. 

I'm still staying strong.

Why else would I feel the need to write this song

Sometimes you've gotta let your feelings out, that is true

But it's so damn hard when I have to explain you 

Even though I took a lot of blows 

Even though we both felt exposed

I just want you to know if you ever find yourself calling me at three am

I hope you say "I remember when"

I hope you remind me of those fun days 

When we were young and knew nothing better than to play

I distinctly remember sitting in your treehouse

The one that got taken down

You gave me an iPod 

You pressed the button 

You let me dance around your field 

Until I was breathless and healed 

You introduced me to this magical thing

This little music box that gave me the passion to sing

The feeling to let others know how I feel 

And for that I thank you for being real. 

But there's one thing that Urks me

The facts that we are no longer best friends because you hurt me. 

 

-n.d.