I hate when I think I have a best friend, when really I don't
I had a best friends a year or so with this one person. We never left each others side. We would always text, talk, and face time each other. Then one day she starts hanging out with a bad crowd. She stopped texting, face timing, and eventually stopped talking to me.
I hate the fact that I had a best friend and just like that *snaps* she's gone.
And I have a feeling I'll never get her back
Shes rude to everyone now, she doesn't care anymore, she's not the best friend I used to know
If only she knew that
If not she knew how I actually feel
She's gone like a feather blowing in the wind
It doesn't matter if I chase her or not, trying to get her back, I'll never see my best friend ever again
