Such a sickening perspective, i guess it's my reflection showing through. complexion so pale, i finally see the mark i left on you. is it worth the time to dig up the past when its been buried for so long? so you just turn away, pretend things will never change. I gave you more credit than that. and its a sad fact, cause i realize maybe i was wrong this entire time. naive eyes let me see only what i wanted to. i guess you can't change what other people do. its not fair, its not right to hold you so tight, to keep you in this noose. but i must let you know, no matter how you feel, you meant something to me. its not the loss of a friend, its a d**h in the family. its not like i will never see you again, we'll hang out just like old friends. and if things aren't the same, i still have my memories. and like i said, they still mean something to me. i'll miss you when you're gone