strangers

Fri, 10/10/2014 - 01:47 -- elebean

there will come a time
when our inside jokes
will become normal words and lines

and the papers that we wrote on
will be thrown away
messages we sent will be deleted


and the feelings that we shared
will no longer be feelings
but old friends we haven't seen in a while
just like you and i


and a time will come 
where you and i will not love 
the way we once did


a time will come 
where you and i will no longer be 
best friends
but
strangers

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