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Forest: Because I don't write poetry about the good things that happen to me.
But I only want to know,
Are you just pretending,
Or are you still my friend?
You certainly don’t act that way,
A playful slap, a poke, a nudge,
Friendship needs more than that,
More than just the occasional hug.
Why don’t you just tell me,
Has she tried to make you choose,
If that’s the case, I can see,
She much more popular than me.
But you don’t say a word,
You confuse me, mind and heart,
You just won’t tell me,
Why do we seem so far apart?
I get lost in my thoughts, wondering why,
And I can’t help but thinking,
I've lost you for good haven't I?
Oh, but nothing last forever.