Where did you go?
My heart plays me thoughts of you behind my closed eyes.
I hear all of your words in conversation w/me like perfectly placed sound bites.
People tell me I only want what I can't have, I just say "you're probably right".
No matter what I do you exist within me as the one I want to stand next to.
No one will ever be you damn it, and you know that it's true.
The agony turns into denial, turns into something else.
What am I supposed to do?
You say to forget about us and you and all of that mistake.
I did forget, that's why I feel this way.
The me that I am misses the you that you always have been.
Yet all I can do is wait, and hope to hear from you once again.
You are and will always be my one and only best friend.