Passing by, trying to act indifferent
dying inside bcause she can't talk to him anymore.
now in his place in her heart, there is just a big dent
maybe if she says sorry, the dent will exist no more
futile attempts to catch him alone
trying to fix everything she wrecked
she thinks about apologizing over the phone
but, "That's meaningless" he'd once said
She thinks back to last summer,
and wonders if it could've been changed.
She doesn't think she could feel any dumber,
she's lost lots that she had gained.
Now six months later, it couldn't be any stranger,
because her once best friend, is now a stranger.