You lightly just wrote that you can't make it, thought last night you begged me so hard to keep company.
It's okay, I've endured this before. It's fine. I'm not sad. Really.
Though one time, it was me to back off and you shoved me away.
Said I wasn't sorry. How could you know, huh?
Is it that I have to be the one who get's to suffer, though you say you are the victim.
I don't even know anymore. But still you are the dearest friend I have ever had.
And I hope you still will be.
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