Remember when we met,
No two people could be more opposite.
We sat next to each other in one class,
Then we started talking.
We formed a friendship,
We sat next to each other more.
We laughed,
And joked.
I said you were my best friend,
Things went downhill from there.
You sat away from me,
Something so small made me cry.
I could recognise this feeling,
It was sadness.
That feeling was like my oldest friend,
Until I had met you.
From the you started ignoring me,
The ignorance is boring me.
But here's the mystery,
Why am I now history?
When our history is so recent,
When our broken bond is still painful.
Why?