War- ...no, not war...pain.
Pain- Told as of today, a year ago.
Year- Of thoughts, tears, deception.
Deception- By myself. By him.
Him- an unforgettable friend.
Friend- Person of confidence.
Confidence- Trust, reliability.
Trust- What I want back.
What I want back- No war.
War- Pain.
Tell me you don't care; I'll tell you the same. Hypothetically, of course; but I'd say it. I'm glad you're glad. Memories will flood my head, but it's in the past now. No one's fault; just someone's "deception".
A lesson learned, but not overcome. You are this thing I call my shadow. Not the best memory I have of you; but it's not the worst either.
Dead to me, but alive in heart.
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