One Day
One Day
One day we're best friends.
The next we mortal enemies, How?
How do we go from being sisters to acting like we don't know each other at all?
I trusted you and cared for you;
But you still left.
You have stabbed me in the back so many times.
Yet I'm still your friend.
I'm still here for you when you need me.
Even though your not here for me.
One day our paths will cross again.
But, for now we will be strangers.
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