What happens to friends?
What happens to friends?
Why do they just leave?
Like a leaf in the wind
Is it something I did?
You called me fat.
You called me ugly.
You told me I’d never find love.
But what kind of love were you talking about?
I found love.
Not in significant other
Not in the opposite sex
But in a new friend.
She thinks I’m beautiful
She thinks I’m kind
So thanks to you
I found someone new
And she’s everything I wanted in a friend
And total opposite of you.
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