hate this and you and morning.

It only took
one day
for you to be
everything.

It only took
one year
for us to be
everyone's
idea of perfect
friends.

You knew me like
I knew you and we
knew how well we fit;
you and I,
the best of friends,
the perfect pair for
unperfect times.

And we understood when we thought
we'd found our perfect match in
someone else. They were special,
a kind of special that you and I would
never have with each other.

I had him,
and you had him and we had
ourselves and we thought
we had it all.

Remember the nights you cried?
Or the nights I had to stroke your hair,
sing to you awfully just so you could
hear something other than your own sobs.

Had a breakdown,
but had you to help me through.
Hit rock bottom,
and you faithfully made me rise.

We were human,
and we fought,
but God forbid anyone tried to step in between.
We'd tell them to step off, to find someone
like us for themselves and then fight and then have someone
else tell you when it's time to stop;
to find their someone who was always there,
who brought them up from rock bottom
and let them cry
and sang to them awfully just so they could hear
something other than their own sobs.

We said let us fight,
we know we'll make up.
we'll be better for it in the morning.


And then came a night
that had no morning.
Came a fight that had nothing
to be better for.
Nothing to make up for.
I yelled and you yelled
and when you cried I did not care;
did not sing.

I hit bottom and you didn't bring me up,
because you didn't even know what was wrong.

I fell with out you,
moved on with out you.
Laughed with someone else.
You watched my new friend walk with me,
our feet blending together in the shadows
from the surrounding cars.
And you cried to your new ones, too.
You knew he and I were merely replacements
for a time in our life
that we kind of wanted someone around.
And you knew that I knew the same,
but you were never one to come to terms
or listen to logic
or simply let me be.
So there you were,
crying to them.

I wonder;
did they sing to you
so you didn't have
to hear yourself?
Do they know that you wasted
away every day of your summer
with them just because I was
with him? And that your pride wouldn't
let you pick up my calls when
he and I weren't talking anymore?
That you're only as close to them
as you want to be with me?


They asked me, are you dating him?
I said no, he's only my friend.
They laughed, you're going to fall in love.
You two would be perfect in love.
And I wondered why they thought that every boy
who walked with a girl had to be there for the sake
of her lonely nights with no other boy.

Had a boy already;
missed a girl.
My heart was in tact
but my side was empty.


And now
You're here in front of me,
your name's popping up on an incoming call.
You say hey, I'll be there soon,
there's much I have to say to you.

We laugh just like we always did,
but morning won't ever come again.
There's nothing to be better for;
we don't need us anymore.