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I wrote this for a friend that I don't talk to anymore. |
I do regret what happened that day, Though it’s hard to admit it out loud. I’m hoping that maybe you’ll hear me out While I try to produce the sound. I deeply desire to reassemble the pieces That we left piled up long ago. As time spent increases, The sting slowly ceases, And I feel I should do this to grow. I hate that I abandoned you; Deep down I know I was wrong. I hate that things never got better And we haven’t talked for so long. I think about the past sometimes And the dreams we shared with each other. I wonder if you’ve fulfilled yours yet; Are you happy? A wife? A mother? It was silly of us to let it explode And continue as long as it has. I hope somehow you get this message And we can move forward at last. I’ve learned so much in the past few years And I’m sure you’ve done the same. I’d love to hear your thoughts on life And find out if anything’s changed. But the sad reality in our world Is that pride overpowers forgiveness. I don’t know if you could find the strength To get past that point and overcome this. Whatever happens for the rest of our lives, I hope you know I still remember. I remember ICP and ICI, And I think of you every September. |