That Weekend...

Something here just isn't right...

I'm standing here,
Worrying about you with everything I do,
You may be far away,
But I still care.

Everything was great,
Everything was fine,
Until that weekend came,
I must have screwed up again.

I took that first train on my own,
Sat there, next to that lady who lost herself in her own world,
I stared out the window,
Thinking of how much fun this was going to be.

I get half way, and have to call you as I'm lost,
The machines stopped working,
I don't know where I'm going next,
You say everything is fine, and say you have to go.

I get on the next train,
The last one to where you were,
Somewhere I have never been before,
I was really scared.

The train stopped,
After the number of fingers I was counting went to 0,
I stood up and walked to the door,
Stepped onto the platform, following everyone else.

There you were, happy and smiling,
The first train trip on my own,
And I had got there on time.

We walked all the way home,
That long long walk,
I looked around confused and wonder,
It was somewhere new, and I had got there by myself.

We got to your house, and it was different to how I had imagined,
It looked great,
Friendly,
Homey.

Then your friend came round,
And that's where it started...
Everytime I tried to show you something,
You smiled and then carried on talking.

Yes you have other friends,
But I had come down to spend time with you...

The day went on, and that night was good,
We layed there talking,
Then I actually slept a great night sleep.

The next day was a pickle...
Not going to go through it once,
Not going to see that girl again,
Even if she's your family.

That night it hit me,
I was the odd one out,
Not only was there 7 in the room,
But I was the one who was new.

I stood back and watched,
This actually hurt,
You all laughing, me standing by the side,
I came here to spend time with you.

Suddenly your all going somewhere,
I'm left behind,
I sit down, just thinking of everything,
This just felt weird...

Ever since then, you were happy,
Had your friend as more,
All smiley and happy,
I tried putting on a happy face,
But I was hurting inside.

When we were walking back,
It felt like it should have done,
I was smiley and laughing with you,
Joking and singing up the road.

We got to the station,
You couldn't come anymore,
I wasn't going to cry again,
I was going to smile it through.

I sat on the train,
Trying to hold in the tears so desperate to fall,
I failed, and the other people looked,
I was crying on a train ¬.¬

The fact that I wouldn't see you again,
That was manyly the reason,
But there was the feeling,
That I still didn't belong there.

The way back was scary,
But I just went along with it,
I wasn't going to cry again,
I was going to paint that smile.

Ever since that weekend,
Ever since that time,
Everything has gone down hill.

We argue more then before,
We never see eye to eye,
We can't think of things to talk about,
This is pulling us apart.

I wish everything would be the same,
But at the same...I don't know what can help.

I can't be without you as a friend,
But yet...it's like I've lost you already.

Your are my bestfriend,
The only friend I've trusted with so much,
And now...I just don't see why,
I just want things to be the same,
But I don't know how we'd sort it,
I don't know if you'd want to sort it either...=/.