"Best friend"
We were best friends once,
her and I.
We did everything together
we would laugh, we would cry.
We had so much fun,
it was a dream come true.
A best friend for life,
or so I thought. Wouldn’t you?
She said she was moving,
I said it didn’t matter
‘cause we’d still be best friends
our trust wouldn’t shatter.
Then the day comes,
it’s finally here.
I said I wouldn’t,
yet I can’t help but shed a tear.
She says, “We’ll always be friends,
I’ll miss you so much
I don’t want to move,
we’ll stay in touch.”
With that promise,
she drove away.
We talked until dawn
the very next day.
Slowly things drifted,
she didn’t call as much.
I would ask how she’s doing,
she didn’t really stay in touch.
I’d say “Let’s hangout,
I really miss you.”
“No I can’t.”
More like “No, I have better things to do.”
It’s been weeks, months,
since we had a conversation.
I don’t like this,
time for a confrontation.
I asked and she said
“No time for my old friends…
It’s hard to get together…”
the excuses never end.
So I gave up
on my so-called best friend.
Now we’re just strangers
no longer friends ‘till the end.