I had a friend, a best friend,
with whom I passed wonderful moments
I thought he was a real friend
but now I know that was only a lie
He one day started to bother me
and I didn't know why
I didn't knew that some day
he would make me cry
I miss him a lot
but I can't do anything
life is like that and I can't change it
I have to accept the fact that he's not my friend anymore