He's Still My Friend
Why do his eyes
make me wanna cry?
Why does his stare
feel me with so much despair?
Laying here missing his touch,
but the agony is all too much.
I want him back
without a doubt.
I would even turn my heart inside out.
I can't have him back,
the pain is too much.
But he is still my friend,
and I'll love him until the end.
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