My best friend

True friends are hard to find they say,
and Ive proved that it is true
Ivied been through friendship before that i thought that will last.
Ivied cried many times just because of what I think were my friends
But what do I get?
Every time I make friends I always end up crying,easing pain.

Is that a way to find friends?
Is that a way to find love?
Is that a perfect way to be loved?

Not even a single time
not even a single second that Ive been loved by these so called friends

But as time pass
As changes occur
As things changed
We meet different people
We meet friends

We became best of friends
I helped him in his problems
We shard each others secrets
We become best friends

I thought!
but now I\'m here in my shell trying to paste those shells to cover me of the shame,pain and foolishness of this so called friendship!
All of these were lies,faking from the start.

Maybe next time.
I will.l