oh the bittersweet memories creeping into my head
i found something of you and i from quite some time ago
and it was all too bitter sweet to remember how it used to be
before we complicated everything
when we knew what we would always be
and looking back we seemed so young
so immature and so innocent
the biggest problem between us was deciding who to invite to our "girly movie nights"
and how if there was something going on we'd always promise each other first how no matter we would stay best friends at least
and it would be forever
i read the things we talked about and the things you wrote to me
and how things seemed so intense and serious then
and how the only way we ever told each other anything was notes passed back and forth in our little math class
i remember the first time i stayed at your house and i tried to give you corn rows
but your head was too sensitive and how we slept in two couches pushed together
but it was nothing more then us just being
and finding all those things reminded me of how we used to be how we didnt have to try we just...were
it made me reminicent of what we used to have
i found some things of us before us had even been discussed, when we were friends and it made me think of how many promises we broke how i just keep wondering why you never really tried to keep the most important one: best friends forever seemed so possible then and now i dont even know who you are.
and it was all too bitter sweet to remember how it used to be
before we complicated everything
when we knew what we would always be
and looking back we seemed so young
so immature and so innocent
the biggest problem between us was deciding who to invite to our "girly movie nights"
and how if there was something going on we'd always promise each other first how no matter we would stay best friends at least
and it would be forever
i read the things we talked about and the things you wrote to me
and how things seemed so intense and serious then
and how the only way we ever told each other anything was notes passed back and forth in our little math class
i remember the first time i stayed at your house and i tried to give you corn rows
but your head was too sensitive and how we slept in two couches pushed together
but it was nothing more then us just being
and finding all those things reminded me of how we used to be how we didnt have to try we just...were
it made me reminicent of what we used to have
i found some things of us before us had even been discussed, when we were friends and it made me think of how many promises we broke how i just keep wondering why you never really tried to keep the most important one: best friends forever seemed so possible then and now i dont even know who you are.