Friendship Funeral

Sitting there thinking about you,
how we used to be friends,
so much in common,
now our friendship is in ruins.

Paceing the room,
figuring out where it went wrong,
where it happend,
whose fault it is.

You flirted with me,
how you wish i was there,
at your side,
closer to you.

I tried to be friendly,
not feeling the same way,
not wanting to hurt you,
so I just let you know.

I dont feel the same about you,
want to remain friends,
dont ruin what we have,
we are such good friends.

We have so much in common,
so much alike,
it would be perfect,
but I dont feel the same way.

But you were hurt,
saying I have lead you on,
how I lied,
how you dont understand what Im doing.

You said you need a couple days,
to talk to me again,
to have a conversation,
to regain our friendship.

I wait for you to talk,
to be my friend,
six whole days,
of nothing.

You could be dead,
alone in a cold world,
emotionaly corrupt,
but i dont text.

But then you text,
but its not the same,
our friendship is gone,
and so is your heart.