A Friendship that is lost

I lost a friend,
but did I really lose him?
I gain so much more
did I really need him?
You have so many things,
more than i can see,
but what you fail to realize
that what you lost was 'ME'.
You strut around, acting so bold
but when push come stuff
can you really stand on your own?
I hear so many things,
that my ear can't believe,
but you know what,
who give a damn what people think.
You claim you were my FRIEND,
but when God put it to test,
you failed with a capital "F".
If we can't be friends because of the way you are.
And I'm tire of being blue;
I rather die than have to deal with you.
Go ahead, trust them hoes,
but when they turn their backs,
don't come knocking on my door.

A/N: The photo inset is the last picture you'll see us together.