Relationship of the dead

I thought she was my best friend
the best one i've ever had
instead i found out the truth
and what i learned was sad

we still call each other friends
but i feel we're f a r a p a r t
a part of me inside is dying
and i have a broken heart

she has made some new friends
and i have made some too
we are talking less and less
and inside i'm cold and blue

each and everynight i pray
that she will finally see
how much i want our friendship back
and how much she means to me