Another move...

another fight.
I lose you once more.
Its a never ending cycle.
I'm sick of it, but no matter what I say I'm always considered selfish.

You don't know me anymore.
I guess you could say I don't know you either.

I hate losing you.
More and more with these things,
but thinking about it now,
I don't care anymore.
And you don't either.

It makes me so sad knowing that things between us will never be like they used to.
When you used to be so involved.
Know everything going on in my life.
You were my best friend and every friend that stepped through the front door loved you.
But now you are completely different.

I guess nothing last forever.
And I hate change.
After all the times things have changed in my life, you'd think I'd be used to it
And I am, but that doesn't mean I like it.

~xoxo