Friends will be friends

Genuinely or not, they’re all the same

Eventually one will go their own way

You’ll be forced to take your own path as well

Things were happy when were all together

until LIFE separated us

I miss all my friends

I miss being the reason why they smile

Now they’re either in pain and sorrow, not enjoying the path they took

Or they’re already happy and smiling… but me not being the reason

Overall things will never be the same.

It hurts just thinking about it. Its gonna hurt when you need to move on