fault

it's becoming tough real tough while thinking back to the good old days..I'm really frustrated..you were a good friend of mine..you are.always will be.it was me ,always me ,who gave you pain..worry ,depression..I didn't thought that you had this much towards me..I know.and I admit ..it was my fault.... the cover in my bench back in campus,birthday parties pays a little attention,sweet and sour eat and wore ,white and dark without knowing all,spoke up now I'm so cold..you're not anymore.feelings of a heartbroke, damn I wasnt trustworth,fits well the t shirt.for you its not an easy hurt.slaps on your face ,tears on your cheeks,infront a 17 year old teen..observing everything so keen,even past made reasons for me to take you home,leave' em ,hasn't fade seasons for we to make truth worse,even people push to divorce,truly worse is that I got no voice,put myself in chains changes nothing,dark clouds even darker rooms,in the lone night I feel like still you see my face blooms,it's true..faded eyes wasn't my face but it was trust.