Our friendship means the world to me;
We’re such a perfect fit.
And yet, if it should cease to be,
I wouldn’t mind one bit.

I’d know the good times that we’ve had
Weren’t meant to carry on;
Before they started going bad,
I’d gladly bid them gone.

Yet, if our friendship stays intact,
As friendships sometimes do,
It’s no more than a proven fact,
As simple as it’s true.

So let’s not make a song and dance
About a thing that’s down to chance.

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