My ‘Best Friend’
(Portishead, Somerset, England)
You were supposed to be my “best friend”,
but sometimes I need a break.
I hoped you would understand,
but I guess you didn’t.
I just need space;
I tried to say that to your face.
But you don’t get it,
and you can’t admit.
I wish what I feel will go away,
but it comes back every day.
I’m falling apart;
it feels like you're shooting darts.
I want to walk away from all of this,
and start fresh.
My heart says go and see you,
but my mind says no it will only hurt.
I’ve tried to think of the good times,
I promise you I have.
But my mind stops them,
and only plays the bad.
I want you to know I’m so sorry,
I’m so sorry,
but I need to think things through.
But I thought you would understand,
my ‘best friend’...
but I guess not....................