They took my best friend. They took him from me, turned him into one of them, one of those people for whom I have nothing left but despise. They took him from me, for now he is not my best friend anymore but just a stranger, a faint memory, the slight feeling of pain.
And when they walk past me I can see how he fakes a smile and how he always looked happier in my presence.
People never stay. I should've learned that by now. They say they do, but they don't.
Abonnieren
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