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Author: Coping Mechanism
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst/General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-04-07 - Updated: 07-04-07 - Complete - id:2385772
I don't know what's what anymore
I try looking in the mirror,
And see someone else's reflection
Staring back with disdain for what he sees

And you can call me sentimental
Or just plain anti-social
But I miss living in a state
Where people are outnumbered far by trees

All I know is I miss my friend
Cause I did something stupid
And now she doesn't tell me
Her thoughts or secrets anymore

But I won't be stupid and petty
And blame all her new friends
Whom I envy without cease
While wishing I could go back one year before...

When we still talked on a regular basis
Before I fucked it all up with that stupid necklace
And by spilling my guts late one fateful night
When she caught me off guard with the painful truth

(Things didn't play out how I'd planned...)

We used to hang out every other day
Now I only hears bits and phrases once a season
You went to Cali for a month or two and it's no big deal
Two whole months?! Right there's the awful proof

(Daily convos now a dream...)

Our friendship is ending
Or had it finished long ago?
I miss my friend so badly
But does she miss me back?

I just wish I could redo junior year...
And force things to stay the same
Cause I miss my friend
And I don't open up to many people

She was rarer than a four leaf clover
A constant open ear, and truly sound advice
But I think I messed it up for good,
Yeah, I think our friendships dead and over...

My doomed romance, has run it's course
So can the damage done, now be repaired?
Sometimes I reminisce of how it was...
Perhaps I should tell her how I feel

But if memory serves correctly...
That didn't work out so well last time.
But I wonder what she's thinking about...
Yeah, and I just wonder what she's doing now...



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