Missing the old times...

As I sit here,
I can only think of how happy we use to be,
How happy the 3 of us were...

We would always be right next to each other,
Telling inside jokes,
Having a great time,
Always wanting to stay longer at the end of the day...

But now...
I can only lay in bed in the middle of the night to remember,
I ask him if he misses the old times us 3 had...
We both miss what we had...

I could not stop thinking about how close we use to be,
The night were we would stay us late talking to each other,
Playing video games at your house till the sun came up,
Playing pranks on each other when we fell asleep...

The night were I would stay up till I had to go to school waiting for your call if you,
Just in case you needed someone to talk to,
The month that you lived with me,
The month that you would be the only thing on my mind,
Waiting for you to come back,
Then the month living with you...

The crazy concert we went to for his birthday,
The fun time we all had...

Your 16 birthday,
That we slow danced and that you made me feel like I belonged,
But now look at us three...

You and me are no where close to what we once were,
We are not even friends anymore,
No hello's if we pass each other,
Nothing......

He has moved back to his old town,
and even if he a an hour drive away,
It seems like forever...

Us three were once such great friends,
We would die for each other but now...

Nothing...
We miss you if it means anything to you,
Even if you don't miss me,
Just please think of me how we once were...