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by Court Oct 30, 2007 category : Friendship, family / broken friendship
I thought she was my best friend The best one I've ever had Instead I found out the truth And what I learned was sad. We still call each other friends, But I feel we're far apart, Though 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, 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.