tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you

my best friend-fifty four

she's a person that you'd envy,
and never treat or consider a friend
she calls you her best friend,
and you'd go along,
never caring,
always faking

she's that person who's better than you,
but who actually cares for you
all these years, she treated you like a princess
she loves you,
you're her best friend

and then here goes,
you'd roll your eyes from time to time,
you'd secretly talk bad things about her and whine
you hate her,
but she loves you
she's your enemy
but you're her best friend

but this one time,
no one's by your side
amidst all your hatred,
she stood and hugged you tight
and then she'd say,
I know you never treated me your best friend, but please let me be

all the love-laced words for you she'll say,
she'll tell you how well you did this day,
and one thing you know,
you're begging for her to stay