Lost

I've looked all my life,
and just when i thought i've found it,
it slips through my fingers,
once again.

I thought she was my friend.
But with what shes saying now,
I dont believe thats true.

A real friend wouldn't call me names,
wouldn't talk behind my back,
would forgive me.

I've dug myself a hole,
one thats gone deeper
than i planned it to be.

I'm past the point of no return;
there is no turning back now.

Even if she forgives me,
i can never forgive her.
For the sadness she has caused me
is more than any apology
can ever fix.

She has hurt me more
than she can realize.

She lost a great friend.
One less friend to call,
in times of sorrow.
One less ear,
to whisper a secret.
One less heart
that will love her as a friend.

NOTE- this is true, im in a huge fight with italian right now