Feel the drum beat thumping
Hear your voices in the wind
Whispers of what they used to be
Floating away, to transcend
Into the darkness of the night...
I make up stories in my mind, the way I wish it could be
This isn't some fairy tale, some happy love story
But what the fuck am I thinking, I obviously can't see
I don't get why or how I'm thinking, I can't shake these thoughts
I feel it in the pit of my stomach
Clenching, churning, emptiness
Aching to be filled by someone who actually cares
Someone who knows me best
But that's only a faded fantasy...
Bestie, bestie, you're my best friend and nothing more
You've been there for m