I used to wish you’d come over less.
Sometimes you’d ring, I wouldn't pick up.
I took you for granted, you were sometimes too much.
I miss feeling smothered by you my love.
I wish you’d call every now and again.
I wish I could still call you my very best friend.
I wish I still believed friendship lasted forever.
If I could do it again I’d make the most of our time
since now I know you won’t always be mine.
You've moved on from our friendship and all that is left
is your voice in my head and a pain in my chest.
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