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| Memories |
| by Ophelia |
It's the night before Christmas
And I'm smiling to myself
Because I'm looking at two girls
In a picture off my shelf
You remember when we were 5?
And it was the first day of school
Those two girls were so scared
We both felt like fools
As time slowly moved on
We became the best of friends
Saying we'd always be there together
Friends until the end
But when I was 8
I moved to a different school
We didn't see each other much
But the love was still full
Yet day after day I would hope
That we were still close
And you felt the same way
But of pain, we both had our own dose
My parents split up
And death was my new ally
Yet you were still there
With a shoulder for me to cry
Just a soon as my life
Took a turn for the worst
Yours did too
And both lives were now cursed
Your mom was sick with cancer
Docs said it didn't look good
I wanted to be there for you
And love you like I should
But I was too wrapped up
In the drama of my life
I didn't want to see
That others, too, had strife
Now looking back
On those painful times
I realize that I committed
The worst of all crimes
I wasn't there for you
The way you were for me
And I'm sorry for my mistakes
Can you forgive me please?
I love you like my sister
And I hope you do too
Can we put all that in the past?
And start our lives new
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