Mood= Peeved.
Song= Juvenile - Slow Motion

You.
I've known you the longest.
But yet, not the best.
Just not.

You were like my brother,
My best friend,
My soul mate.

Never would I think that,
Things would ever change between us.
We would be the mischievous ones,
The ones who will run around having water fights.
The ones who will pair up for almost everything.

We would have hours on end talks,
About how carefree and content we were.
Laughs of our (or mine) foolishness and,
How one day we would graduate together,
And see the world as a big IB Dipolma.
Our aim to get since Middle School.

The day you stopped talking to me,
Was the day I realised how much you meant to me.
How I've been so inprudent to you,
That you thought I disregarded you.

I was distraught and,
You were disappointed and dismayed in me.
The last few months of school were the worst months in my school life,
But in the end I accepted that maybe this was it,
This was the end,
Of our friendship.

No, I couldn't let go,
To who I've grown up with for 5 years.
I started feeling real horrible for what I've caused,
Changing into someone you didn't know,
Someone I didn't know.

Just one simple "Hi",
Would mean the living day lights to me.
Just one simple "How are you?",
Would tell me that you still cared.
So won't you please,
Please,
Take this anxiety away from me.

I'm fading away...
Bit by bit everyday,
Until you save me.
Why don't you just save me.

And you did,
You saved me when I needed you most.
You brought me back,
To all the foolishness, laughters and,
Most importantly,
The friendship.

No one and nothing could ever,
Replace this friendship.
I've learnt to treasure what I have,
And that would be you,
Cris.