Best Friends

I tought she was my best friend

The best one I've ever had

Instead I found out the truth

And what I learnt was sad.

We still call each other friends

But I feel we're far apart

Tough we see each other every day

I have a broken heart.

She has made new friends

And I have made some, too

We are talking less and less each day

And inside I'm cold and blue

Each and every night I pray

That she will finally see

How much I want our friendship back

And how much she means to me.

It's soo hard to get it back of what you had treasured the most left. Everything isn't meant to be perfect and at times, the truth hurts and the lies are even worse. You have to go on living as what it's going through.

=)Korrisha