A Privilege

A privilege I had,
Beside me at times.
My word that I kept,
Through laughs and through cries.

At the end of the tunnel,
I found a light.
Blinded by faith,
Let down by sight.

Fooled once again,
To keep this wish,
I keep my word,
But broke a promise.

Theives at my back,
Not warded off,
Stab me and wound me,
With my body gaurd gone.

You're missed so dearly,
Too many secrets to keep.
Too much I can't tell,
For I'm much too weak.

Remember Walmart? Remember Mangoes and Peahces? Remember Ryan Ross and Keltie Colleen? Remember Brendon Urie? Remember Milk Duds? Remember A Fever You Can't Sweat Out? Remeber Cute Is What We Aim For? Remember Pom-Poms? Remember The Slut Dance? Remember Poptarts? Remember Blogging? Remember Ethiopian Kids? Remember Bulgaria? Remember seven years of really great friendship?

I hope you do.


Because I'll never forget.