I was out and took a walk in my loneliness. I thought about “the old days”. I thought about my best friend. We havn´t talk to each other in years now. Walked passed on the street. Lived in the same house, but no talk. Just smiles. She´s still my best friend. Can´t see her as nothingelse. I have no idea what she´s does during the days. I still got a picture of her and me over my bed. I´m friend with her on facebook. I dont know why we stopped.. be us. I love her. She isn´t a part of my heart, not that kind of crap. She don´t belong in my organs. She belongs in my soul.