It was a sunny day in the third grade where we first met,
It was the start of it all,
Being together all the time was the norm,
And It was to the point
where even being alone would mean
us 2 instead of just 1,
But looking back now I would say
I was in the moment,
I was saying I was staying when
I was really going,
I couldn't tell the difference,
And that's all on me,
I'm just upset that this is how
things were meant to be,
Yes it hurt to let you go,
But I knew that you already know,
That it was time to call someone
else our best bro.