Untouched

Is that what friend do,

Laugh and smile and play,

Like they haven't a care in the world?

Is that what friends do,

Hug and cherish and love,

And be there whenever they're needed?

Is that what friends do,

Fight and spite and hate,

And still love each other when it's all said and done?

Is that what friends do,

Fall apart and drift apart,

But still remember and smile of the good times?

Is that what friends do,

Forgive and forget,

But remember those beautiful moments?

Is that what friends do,

Forget you when you leave,

And not even bothered to say that you touched?