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| There was no actual motivation behind 'Your Loving Friend' other than my own thoughts. While I was slinging out poems left and right I was analyzing some of my past relationships. And only once did I hear that stupid line "Can't we still be friends?". Some cases it would've been nice. We didn't screw things up that bad... but that one case I just looked at the poor SOB like, "Not after you ripped out my heart and stabbed it!". People have some nerve really... I'm sure if my mind was on something calmer other than trying to hurt him as badly as he'd hurt me this is the sarcastic reply I'd give. |
| Where were you, When I needed your touch? And that look you give, That I love so much. Caress me like you did back when, You felt me, knew me like no other men. And don't remind me of the end, When I could still be your loving friend. |
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