It’s hard to explain how such good friends we became,
When polar opposites would best describe our personalities.
She knew I’d always be there for her at the sound of my name,
But when she lost her moral compass we went through a string of tragedies.
Where does the line between tolerance and ignorance blur?
When do you say, “Enough is enough, I can’t take it anymore.”?
Now I’m regretting all the promises I’ve made to her,
As truth, civility and friendship all fly out the door.
It’s impossible to make up for the loss of a best friend.
Someone once loved so dearly in a brief second is gone.
How hard it is to realize your friendship has come to an end.
How hard it is to realize that you have to move on.
I try so hard to find that connection with other friends that I know.
I smile, make small talk and futile attempts with no gain.
I’m tired of lying to myself and having nothing to show,
But it’s so hard to accept that not a single thing remains.
Now, I'll get over this one day, It'll just take some time.
I'll make new friends and relationships with connections very deeep.
But change happens slowly, our lives don't turn on a dime.
And no matter what I'll always carry the guilt of the promise I couldn't keep.