Best friends

by Stacey   Aug 4, 2006


We used to be best friends,
but everything comes to an end.

You said some hurtful things,
that i just don't understand.
We use to be so close.
We could tell each other everything.

All thats gone down the drain,
and simply added a strain.
You use to be so understanding,
but thats definitely changed.

Its hard to think of us not being friends,
but friends don't say such hurtful things.

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