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| Saturday, August 20, 2005 |
| we used to be friends. |
don't you sometimes feel like you've drifted apart from some people you used to call friends? you've known them for years, since back in the days of school and yonder but they don't really know you. you don't really know them. maybe you don't even know who still cares and who doesn't.
well i know which ones i've felt more comfortable with. but there are some who just make me feel like an outsider all the time.
i know i've changed considerably. and so have they. i was always older and had tons of advice for them when needed. I used to go out a lot more also which helped the assumption that i had more experience to learn from. but we've all become our own persons and when the need is gone...i don't feel like there's much left anymore.
There are only less than a handful who i can say I listen to when they tell me about their lives...well, they're the only ones who actually tell me about it. They're also the only ones who are interested in mine as well.
It's no one's fault, i guess. these things just happen. but i feel a pit in my stomach wishing i could have prevented it perhaps. I also hope it never happens to me and the rest of the friends I have now.
A long time ago
We used to be friends
But I haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again
A greeting i send to you
Short and sweet, to the soul I intend
It's something I said
Or someone I know
Or you called me up
Maybe I wasn't home
Now everybody needs some time
And everybody knows
The rest of it's fine
And everybody knows
We Used to Be Friends by Dandy Warhols
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posted by maldita @ 11:42 AM
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