} To a special friend.
Till now
The one thing that leaves me with the deepest feeling of regret
It may not matter now
Not very much
But each time I think about it
I know I've done wrong somehow
And I know I'm crying inside
Not for anyone
But from the hurt I've left on someone
I never thought I'd sink so low
To forsake a friend for something non-existent
I do wish I could say something about it, at least
I left you by
I know we made up later on but I still feel guilty somehow
Never thought I could be so selfish
That last day shared
Never knew it would be the last day everything would be the same
Things have changed now
Yes, I do remember the games we played
The notes we wrote, the jokes we shared
And I still keep the drawing you gave me
But I'm scared now
I've lost a friend before
I can't forsake a friendship a second time
I can't let the hurt return
So before I do more damage
I say this with deepest sincerity ---
I'm sorry.
2003-03-13, 9:18 p.m..
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