How conveniently are people forgotten,
Those late night conversations with gossips so rotten,
Those promises of friendship lasting forever,
And classroom jokes that we always found so clever,
Those random texts when one was so drunk,
Those coffee shops and other places we hung,
The so many friendship bands exchanged,
Thinking of people (other than us) as so strange,
The making fun of others when they fell in love,
The cake pieces on birthdays in each other’s mouth we shoved
Abusing that love when they broke your friend’s heart
How easily we grew apart,
Each memory forgotten, each promise broken,
I am just that small part of your life,
Just a person that’s forgotten.
