priorites

we talk about you. and we miss you a lot, and we know things aren't the same;
if we don't talk it out, then it won't get anywhere.
but what's the point, it's not like you're gonna change your ways of thinking.
like she said, her priorities changed and obviously we're not as superior to her.
he's her first priority, we won't get in between and let her have her fun.
that's okay, it's a fact and it's something we have to accept.
that sounds kind of cruel, but how do i sugar coat that?
i wish we could all just be like before, where it was NOTHING but all of us.
i always rewind time in my head and think about those times, i don't know why.
i always talk about it, and reminisce.
i guess it's just because they were the best times i've had.