She was my best friend, The best I could ever have, I mourned for months when her family moved out, I would tell everyone about the friendship we had, I was so happy when I was meeting you again, But that turned out to be very very sad, You behaved as if you don't even know me, First time in my life I felt my heart broken, Instead of embarrassment, I felt lament, I wish we had never met again, I would have lived in our good memories, You were my first heartbreak, the beginning, there were many after you, The problem is within me, If I'm into something I do it like a devotee, I'm afraid that if this is howΒ Β friendship could affect me, What would love do to me?