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You were my best friend,
but that something was lost.
there is so much more,
for me pain is the cost.

I try to look at it,
as your loss not mine,
but I'm tired of pretending,
that I will be fine.

I can't stand the thought,
of never being your friend,
But I need to realize,
that this is the end.

We're never going to be friends again,
everything between us is gone,
you just forgot about it,
but I still need to move on.

You say you still want to be friends,
but you can't even look at me,
Isn't it so obvious,
that friends we'll never be.

It seems that you don't even care,
that you're treating me like dirt,
You know I've gone through enough,
In my life I don't need another jerk.

You remind me a lot of someone,
that someone is my dad,
Someone killing me inside and not caring at all,
Yeah, it's freaking sad!

You know at church when we talk,
it bugs the crap out of me- you see
do you not remember,
you're the one who walked away from me.

It's hard to write a poem about you,
with trying to act like it doesn't hurt,
but for me to not care about this,
isn't how it's going to work.

I think of all the good times,
and the times we could have had,
Why'd you stop talking to me
what did I do so bad?

I still love you and always will,
but you hurt me so much,
I'm a very fragile sensitive girl,
even with the softest touch.

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