Genre: Friendship, Song, Audition, Memories, Sad, Best friends, Strangers
by Angelica Paste
I looked it up after it came to my mind.
FYI, this isn’t the original because I wanted an acoustic.
I always did.
And then it starts playing.
And then I start to listen.
And then I start to go back.
There weren’t any flashbacks,
because if there are,
I will see myself
being nervous and covering my face
but still mouthing the lyrics.
And I didn’t know what the both of you were doing.
Were you laughing,
But right now, I don’t really care,
because I heard your laughs
so many times
because I know,
when there’s something I’m going to tell,
you were always there to listen
it’s either we walk pass by,
or just stare at each other.
And then I knew why there weren’t any flashbacks,
because I tried not to remember
what I was unable to forget.
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