We used to be best friends.
Did we change too much?
Was it me?
Or was it you?
Were we even best friends to begin with?
All I know is…
You have a new best friend now,
and I'm still trying to find someone I can trust.
(we were never really best friends to begin with, were we?)
Truth is painful.
It's taken me a long time to accept this.
Part of me wants things to go back to the way they were back then,
but another part doesn't want to lose the friends I have now.
I've realized something—
he's more important to you than your friends, isn't he?
That's the real reason you keep losing friends,
one after another—