The Rusted Blade of A Shady Friend

All the good laughs and all the good times,
have crumbled and formed into soft little rhymes.
I'm here to tell the tale of my best friend,
who clearly isn't going to be there for me.. in the end.
All the good memories fade in my mind and turn to black,
it hurts too much to look back.
To look back and remember how good of a friend you were,
and now all the events that have started to occur.
Out of nowhere you stabbed me in the back...pushed the blade so deep,
your shadiness is yours and only yours to keep.
I'm not going to apoligize because I did nothing wrong,
I actually tolerated more than everyone else for far too long.
Everyone told me to walk away and I said "No, it's not that easy, we've been through too much"
but apparently not enough since you've turned your back and such.
I wanted to share with you how happy he makes me,
but you're not even there and you're probably never going to be.
A simple "hi" has become too much for you,
I guess this is the end, I guess our friendship is through?
What I want to know is why did you take so long,
to prove that "true friendship" doesnt exist, I was wrong.
Just wanted to thank you for proving that you really cant trust anyone,
I had fun, thanks for the good times... I'm sorry I guess our friendship is done.