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Do you know what it's like...
To lose your best friend, the girl who promised she would always be there by your side?
It's torture, watching her with that new best friend of hers, having the time of their lives.
You think "That used to be me, why isn't it still me? I want that to be me, not her ."
She's obviously done with you, and all you can do is sit there crying, trying to think of
ways to get her back. But let me tell you something... It's not worth it.
As time goes on, you watch her change from the girl you knew to some complete
stranger. It makes you realize something; That best friend you want back?
She does no longer exists

Do you know what it's like...
To lose your best friend, the girl who promised she would always be there by your side?
It's torture, watching her with that new best friend of hers, having the time of their lives.
You think "That used to be me, why isn't it still me? I want that to be me, not her."
She's obviously done with you, and all you can do is sit there crying, trying to think of ways to get her back.
But let me tell you something... It's not worth it.
As time goes on, you watch her change from the girl you knew to some complete stranger. It makes you realize something; That the best friend you want back?
She does no longer exists.

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