I met you 6 years ago, and as silly children we were enemies
We would scowl at each other in the bathrooms, ignore each other on the playground
Until a boy came into our lives; he was both of our best friends and we knew him as Baba
We eventually grew closer, until we were the best of friends; the three of us..
Then I had to leave; my parents we’re divorcing and I had to move
We parted with hugs, tears, and chocolates, and I lost your phone number
I still thought of you everyday, and I imagined you thought of me too
I would hope and dream to someday see you again, until I got my wish
My mom and I were moving back! Oh, how happy I was!
On my first day of school -4 years later- I was in Drama class
And this girl walked up to me and asked if my name was Jenn, and I looked up
What I saw shocked me; it was you! you! oh, I missed you!
We instantly resumed our long-lost friendship, and I was so happy
A few more friends were added to our group, and nothing went wrong until one girl..
One girl started spreading false rumours; she was jealous of our friendship
She did everything in her power to turn us against each other; and sometimes she succeeded
But we always reunited in the end, not this time though..
Two years after we met again, there came some complications.
A new girl in school, she spread hurtful rumours about the two of us
And you did everything in your power to save our ties, but we still fought through it afterwards!
Until your little sister told your parents a lie.. She ruined my life.
She told your parents something that made them believe I was a bad influence.
And they gave you rules! They forbid you from texting me, and you were only able to talk to me if I talked first!
I look at you every day wondering if you’re even missing me like I miss you, because you don’t seem troubled
In fact, you seem happy. Is the one person I shared all my secrets with happy to be rid of me?
Was my best friend for so long, who I have so many memories with, a liar? Was she faking?
Now schools almost over, and you still won’t talk to me..
I won’t even have any memories for when I move away again; do you even care?
It hurts me so bad to think I never once had a friend who liked me for who I was, who I AM!
Losing you has done a lot to my unstable sanity; none of it for the better
You were my anchor, and now you’ve been suddenly ripped away from me
I have no crutch to lean on, and I don’t know what to do about it; but I’m going to do my best
I do have something, someone, to live for.. And I won’t give up!