I thought I had a friend.
I thought he wasn't ashamed of me.
I thought that I could tell
him stupid things and it wouldn't end.
We laughed, I showed him pictures from my head.
We hugged, I wanted to never let him go
just 'cause his hugs the place where I belonged
just 'cause I felt like home.
I wanted to hold his hand till dawn,
while streets becoming pale and blue.
I wanted to listen to his songs,
they would remind me of him when I'd be alone.
But he's gone, he's gone...
I don't know why, but it really hurts.
He's gone, he's gone...
I don't know why, but now that's all I own.
He's gone, he's gone...
I don't know what I've done wrong.
He's gone, he's gone...
He left the door unclosed,
and light won't ever shine along.
A friend
© Copyright: Шадрина Ирина, 2021
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