Je Suis Désolé, Je Suis Dérouté, Je N'ai Vraiment Essayer Bien Que

Remember when 

            






We used to text and probably talk about anything, but something happened and 

I felt like I had no-one to turn to. And then you moved on 

And...

But it wasn't! It hurt like hell to lose someone who could make you talk about nothing and feel no fear of being judged. We used to be close. But now... when we see each other, we pass on a smile but you should know that

So where do we go from here? Because I could really use a friend. I could really use someone like you.