I once had a friend that I know, And he cared for me so. All of sudden he let go, I suppose to expect that but I’m slow. He gave me more than adore, But he never thought that I know. My feelings were there although it not shows. I only realize on the day he decides to go. How is it I can’t tell him before? How is it only now it’s become too late? I’m now aware that he’s no longer mine, And still hoping the ache will ease in time. Even though he’s leaving, this isn’t goodbye. Because he’s a friend that I keep inside.
I want to act tough and be strong Except the pains still get along