when you walk by
you smile at me
thats when i can sing
but you dont stop
i am not your destination
even though i use to be
there she is
standing, waiting
to hold the hand that use to hold mine
its so unfair
i know you better
when did best friends become separate from
lovers?
i feel like this could be sooooo much better. and go in a different direction, but its what i got. now tell me what it needs.
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