How can we go from being good friends, 

To familiar strangers when the summer ends? 

Did I make that type of friend, 

That is my buddy until the school day ends? 

I know that's not what you intend. 

I want you back, I keep missing you again and again. 

We were thick as thieves, through infamy and fame. 

Now in a phase where you forget my name. 

I miss how we would laugh together. 

How we could go from deep conversation, to subjects light as a feather. 

How I wouldn't feel so alone around you, never. 

How whenever I got mad you'd make me feel better. 

I don't want awkward tension, like we just met. 

So please don't forget me just yet.