some body knocked some sense into me last night, and it all made sense. i suddenly realised, i only call you my best friend because we have known each other and been so close for so long, that i don't know what it's like to be with out you. you don't listen when i need help, you tell me to fuck off. but, when you need help? i put every thing aside for you, just so i can make you smile again. i try knock some sense in to you, but you come back with the same problems, but they are worse. what's the meaning of a best friend too you? because, i really don't think i can come to some body like you any more. i can't be thrown around when i'm upset. it's not fair, i'd rather bottle it all up, then come to you, who makes it worse. we are okay, but best friends? you don't even know what it means.
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