April.

All the memories left behind,
Memories of different kinds.
You wish to stay but only forced to go away.
You fought with your heart and lost in the end.

You cry each night that pass,
Each tear for a different past.
Your afraid to leave,
and starting not to believe.

Life is moving too fast,
to fast for your eyes to follow,
so you stop your thoughts,
and tears began to flow.

You sit and mope,
and act as if your on dope.
Your friends start to worry,
and you give them different story.

I wasn't there for you,
for I believe you were strong,
strong enough to overcome this on your own.
so please, put a smile on and throw that frown.

But I just wanted you to know,
No matter where you go,
No matter where you are,
No matter how far,
you will always be in the same place,
in the middle of my heart.


Because I can be the bad friend.