Yes, friends grow apart

Both reaching for the sun

With backs to one another

Those with roots entangled from the start

Change and drift from the people they once were

Falling outs, read receipts, backstabbing betrayal

Distance, arguments, things we cannot control

Some try too hard to hold on

Others don't and begin to let go

I wish you could be here by my side

Or that I could stand with you

I wish you would laugh with me like you used to do

Yes, friends grow apart

Fingers reaching for the stars

No more sharing secrets in the dark

People with invisible scars