And I was brought back to here
To the days when things were simple between us
Laughter rose from deep inside
We spoke openly with one another
And truly listened to each others responses
We were honest
Things were easy
There was no drama, no anger, no stress
We promised each other we would always keep it that way
Especially because of everyone else involved
But look at things now
And me getting angry
I rarely get angry, how did this happen?
How did it all go wrong?
When will things get back on track?
What is the magical thing that has to happen for it to be ok again?
I miss the days of hanging out
Listening to one another
No preconceived notions
I miss my friend
Will I ever see him again?