Just Like the Old Times
Missing the old times
Missing an old friend
Her smile on her cheeks
Reminds me of sweet days.
Old conversations
We talked things over
We ended up laughing
Rolling on the floor
Through worst days
We held each other’s hand
Tears were memorable
She’s my best friend.
Missing the old times
Missing an old friend.
I’ll keep on thinking
Till we meet again.
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