Best Friend

When I was just a baby,
I had a very best friend
Me and her grew up together,
until we were almost ten

She was always my next door neighbor,
always lived five seconds away.
We played together 24/7 and, we
thought that's how it would stay.

But then she moved away,
leaving me behind
I always blamed myself though
it was her dad's fault not mine.

I felt so lost we'd been so close,
and never a day apart.
My mom thought it was confusion,
but the distance broke my heart.

It was hard to get used to,
she took a long time to replace.
Because after she had left
my heart was missing a space.

Everyday she was gone,
I couldn't cry but move on.
It was killing me to grieve,
but the waiting took too long.

We were growing up so fast,
trying to leave each others heart.
We knew it would never help,
but it would make us both a start.

So as we adapted to our new lives,
and moved on as our own.
She suprised me after years,
and she finally moved back home.

So everyday she was here,
we were at each others door.
We'd just talk and talk about what we
missed until we couldn't talk no more.

We got into some trouble,
overcame some fears.
It was like the good old days,
like we haven't seen each other for years.

But she wasn't really happy,
living where she was.
She told me about her dad again,
and all the hurtful things he does.

And soon it got to the point,
where she had to move again.
All that time spent with her and for the
second time I lost my best friend.

We understood each other,
agreed on every word.
I thought we'd never talk again
but I had been reassured.

But we are still close now and
the distance doesn't seem far.
We're there for each other as
we used to be and still are.

So if ever your in doubt,
that you've lost a friend for good.
Keep on fighting that doubt,
and you won't be misunderstood.