Drifted Off
A little something I wrote when I was starting to realize that my friendship group was drifting apart into their own spaces.
Thinking about the past
You’re all left alone
All the good times goes real fast.
You watch your friends slip away,
Going in all directions
You hardly ever talk to them
You were all destructed from your own little frustrations.
You remember being with them,
Every second was happiness
It was games, jokes, laughter
It was all a big one-ness.
You know these days won’t come back any more
You’re missing them too much
You can see that this friendship group is torn
Coz there’s no forever as such...
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