RANDOM THOUGHTS A Mimic Of What Used To Be Aubrey Bahala
Denying that I could go on Without hearing your voice.
Everytime I paint my nails, I see you.
Missing every train ride After classes.
I go home all alone now.
Going home before curfew And preparing a mountain of alibis.
It never was an alibi when we hang out together.
Teasing every human being That passes us by.
I can't laugh hard enough. I fake my laughs.
Building our dreams together And realizing how great we would become.
My rusted imagination refuses to work now.
We both knew we need each other. Let's not throw away all that we have been through. I can't find you now and I learned to trust rarely. It's you that I want to be with when everything seems to be misery.
I wish I could find you now Just to hear our laughs collide And let it eat us alive And head us to history When you were still here, When there was still friendship.
There's one great story And I can't even believe that it actually happened.
There's one great friend That after a long time, she disappeared. And when I tried to find her, She wouldn't want me to see And be a part of her being.
Nostalgia. It tears me apart. This is how it ends.
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