Our New Trend

For all the days I've missed
The Days That Were Like Bliss
Every moment and Every Word
Were like the chattering of birds

I'm sorry for the words that hurt
I know they hurt real bad
You always put me first
While we fooled around like Best Lads

I should've Known it wouldn't last
It wasn't forever, yet it's not the end
It's Just our friendship, our new trend