Thought you were a friend of mine, but i was so damn wrong.
You moved into my life, shared my joys, my sorrows, my pains.
But i didn't expect you to move in from behind my back, everyone knows, that friends don't do that.
I thought you were somebody i could really trust and rely on.
How could you even go on to break my heart, when you knew all along, that i trusted you that much?
You even came over to me.
Then looked me in de eyes.
You said the stories were rumours and lies.
How much wished i could believe what you said, but i'm sorry to say, 'someone' told me de truth.
Why did you have to do that?
I really do not understand.
And i don't want to either.
Just get de fucking hell out of my already hell like life would you?
And remember this, don't even think of coming back in.