It's not like I didn't see it coming,
it was as though I saw it in slow motion.
The bitterness slowly boiling over.
Washing us over with animosity.
It's not like I didn't see it coming,
We instigated things and we let it unfold.
Leaving with each other untreated wounds.
Pained even more when the truth be known.
It's true, the truth hurts.
In those shadows of hurt, we show our true selves.
We apologise and we forgive.
We learn our lesson and move on.
Hard it maybe, we try to forget.
When all is said and done,
hopefully we grow stronger and closer.
We've dealt with it and that's a start.
Deep inside we're still friends at heart.
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Here's to us, we've made it this far.
