I think I understand
Just why you drifted away.
It wasn't your fault,
Wasn't mine.
It
Just
Happened.
I'm not trying
To say you're shallow,
Just,
That you're human.
Typical human.
Don't take that for an insult,
That's not what it's meant to be.
You know me better than that.
You know I'd never
Knowingly hurt you.
Anyway,
I think I understand.
You see,
When two people first meet,
There's something there,
Something just below the surface
That whispers to your mind,
"I want to get to know her better."
Something just makes you
Want to know me.
I just strike you as interesting,
I guess.
But, anyway,
It's that curiosity,
That wonder,
That sends two people
Colliding into friendship.
And what an amazing friendship it was!
We couldn't get enough of each other!
Spent every possible second
Face to face,
Or on the phone.
We knew each other
Like the back of our hand.
And that's it,
That's why you drifted.
See,
Babies,
When still young,
Play endlessly
With their fingers-
Their hands.
Because they're interested,
They're curious.
But, by the time they're one,
The back of their hand
Is old news.
You don't have to be my friend,
Because you've been there,
Done that.
I'm just
Old news.
Age 15
Just why you drifted away.
It wasn't your fault,
Wasn't mine.
It
Just
Happened.
I'm not trying
To say you're shallow,
Just,
That you're human.
Typical human.
Don't take that for an insult,
That's not what it's meant to be.
You know me better than that.
You know I'd never
Knowingly hurt you.
Anyway,
I think I understand.
You see,
When two people first meet,
There's something there,
Something just below the surface
That whispers to your mind,
"I want to get to know her better."
Something just makes you
Want to know me.
I just strike you as interesting,
I guess.
But, anyway,
It's that curiosity,
That wonder,
That sends two people
Colliding into friendship.
And what an amazing friendship it was!
We couldn't get enough of each other!
Spent every possible second
Face to face,
Or on the phone.
We knew each other
Like the back of our hand.
And that's it,
That's why you drifted.
See,
Babies,
When still young,
Play endlessly
With their fingers-
Their hands.
Because they're interested,
They're curious.
But, by the time they're one,
The back of their hand
Is old news.
You don't have to be my friend,
Because you've been there,
Done that.
I'm just
Old news.
Age 15