I heard her screams of joy,
Her screams of pain.
I held the umbrella for her, during her rain.
Whether she loved me or not, I did not care,
She'd always be my best friend wherever we went.
I realise now that's what hurts the most.
Not them leaving you but the linger of their ghost.
And I realise now,
that's the thing with friends,
you love them to bits,
then they just pretend
that you were never even there.
And I realise now, that's what hurts the heart.
Remembering the laughs you had before you were all burnt up.
She gave me this hair tie
It's all I have left
Other than the burning memories that tore me to shreds.
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