Will it ever be the same?   

Me in your hug ,

you calling my name,

us wishing each other good luck before every show or game.

Maybe someday.

Maybe one day I will wake up knowing you are my friend .

Maybe one day you will stay,

here, with me, with no end  

Just me and you, like in the old days.  

Popcorn, soda, and movie marathons  

There are so many different ways ,

but we chose the fight.

I didn't want that, I just wanted you to know  

my opinion .

But you didn't want to hear it ,

you just said, "I quit"  

And I didn't stop you, maybe I should,  

maybe we should talk.

Because we both know we were just in a bad mood.

But the worst thing is you blamed me,  

I was always the one who did something wrong .

Now there is no "we"

and you are the one who is still strong.

I can't even look at you. 

I wish I could because I miss my friend.  

Sometimes I wonder if you miss me too,  

but living without you, no, I can't.  

I need you.  

And I want you.  

But now is the end,  

even if everything was planned.  

But what do you think, will it ever be the same?  

Maybe one day I won't be the one to blame.  

Kari