If friends were meant to stab the soul
And leave it lifeless, empty
I would still give you a knife with love in my heart
And tell you to stab it immediately
If friendship is what you did to me
After years of precious trust
I would still give you all I have
And tell you to snatch it, if you must
If there was someone else in your place
I would burn to the ground and die
I would breathe my last and never speak to her
would not give her my last sigh
If it was someone else who disappointed me
Like you did that day
I would keep my distance, keep away from her
never consider her dismay
It is you, perfectly known
Who hurt me so deep
I still pray and cherish what we had
I still hold on to memories with a smile
I still read your thoughts in poetry u liked
I still ignore the unbearable hurt you gave that made me sob like a lost child...
