If time came along n told her there was somethin else that would be more than worh her time.. I'd sit back with the moment of losin a friend that seemed so fuckin hard to find... But I'd understand bcuz minds change every so often with the winds whistle til echos fade... It would jus blow holes in my figurative heart as life corrects itself to be hoorayed... That is if she to will be gone before the spoken meanin of the end in words shared falls short of what's been promised... N jus thinkin about it feels the possiblity of lettin the go of not wantin to see her happy elsewhere so utterly missed... If it were to be the day to come of partin with her bcuz it's the way its gotta be... As damn would be all the worth fallin in to an others arms late at night sharin dreams... Back to the basics I'd go believin in every now n again as someone comes along to stay a while... Fuckin optimism reflectin gullible mindsets excited by a new cheesy azz grin... N we all know the memory neva let's go til someone fresh comes into the view of in between hi n the mind rememberin back when... So if she eva chose to remove me as that one friend that collided with her in life I'd prolly go under the emotion to dig me out... The impact of presents is to much to release her back into the wilds bout...