When I was lost and lonely, and felt I had reached the end...you came around and took my hand.
When I was angry and betrayed and ready to fight... you stepped in and made it right.
When I was sad and frightnened and felt so small... you stood beside me through it all.
You showed me what it meant to be a friend.
You taught me how to trust again.
I felt safe and comfortable with you.
You said to me you felt it too.
Then something happened.... you had changed.
My whole world was rearranged.
I tried to help and much to my dismay,
all you did was push me away.
I did everything I could do.
You told me to stay away from you.
You said it would be best for me.
You didn't want to hurt me.
I gave you what you needed but it wasn't good enough.
You said that staying friends with me was just too tough.
I don't know what happened to make it all go bad.
To this day you were the best friend I ever had.
But in the end it mattered not....
Because HURT was all I got.
