Used To

I have one mysterious best friend

Who's thinking is difficult to know

So I looked at the positive side

And our relationship began to grow.



We shared secrets like what normal friends do

We also helped each other, that's for sure

Though sometimes there are misunderstandings

All of this, we managed to endure.



But one day, he didn't speak to me

So I decided to ask him why

He told me, 'you should know it yourself'

That's when I remembered, I made him cry.



I was about to explain, but he left

My best friend didn't even give me a chance

Though I know, I was really pretty bad

But I wish he gave me one last glance.



I was about to try once again

But I'm definitely sure it won't do

That's why I must say, it is very hard

Having a best friend I only used to.