you're a mystery yourself
01 September, 2007
12:33 PM

The past is the past, dear friend.

I thought you were a friend,
A friend who understands.
But you turned out to be distant,
Like you were instead, a fiend.

You could've make me feel better,
But made me feel worse.
I know you didn’t want this to happen,
But it is for real.

There’s no point going back in time,
For we can’t change things now.
But I want you to listen, please.
I don’t want history to repeat itself.

Whatever that took place,
I want you to forget.
As it isn’t worth remembering -
I had forgiven you, my friend.

Janel

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