I want her back.
I thought she was my best friend.The best one I ever had.
Instead I found out the truth,
And what I learned was sad.
We still call each other friends,
But I feel we're far apart.
Though we see each other every day,
I have a broken heart.
She has made new friends,
And I have made some too.
We are talking less and less,
And inside I'm cold and blue.
Each and every night I pray,
That she will finally see,
How much I want our friendship back,
And how much she means to me
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