"Friends, lovers, or nothing
There can only be one
Friends, lovers, or nothing
We'll never an inbetween
So give it up"
(Friends, Lovers, or Nothing - John Mayer)
Doesn't it hurt like much when you lose the grip of your friends' hand?
They're not there, they're not anywhere.
The last thing you remembered is the feel of your fingers slipping between theirs.
Hopes spoken, promises made.
Will you record laughters?
If a goodbye comes late, I should thank God..
Because it is now approaching from behind.
We don't want to capture moments, we just want the good parts.
But when all the parts are good, capture all moments!
If the word 'miss' would sounds overrated, screaming may help.
Or blow candles, grow up, wish for more happiness coming right away.
"And I'll borrow words from all my favorite paragraphsTo write a ballad while we say the things
We'd hope would mean the most to me"
(The Last Something That Meant Anything - Mayday Parade)