This Viscious Cycle

We met when we were three,
played dolls and sipped imaginary tea.
We fought over who had the best mom in the world
or who was the most special little girl.
We spent days together, weeks and sometimes just hours
and if mom dare say it was time to leave, we'd get sour.
When sixth grade came we drew apart
and I learned to live without my friend and a broken heart.
By senior year we started hanging out and became close
while we took trips to smoke on the sand and got sunburns on our nose.
This past year has been fun,
we carried a lot of growing up, the weight of a ton.
Yet still, we stuck together and dealt with reality
with our small group of three.
It felt good to have you for once as a friend
to spend time together hours on end.
To enjoy life and hold conversations that seemed mature
and always thriving on something more.
You were my girl crushes, my sisters, friends,
my confidants and mothers again and again.
The last time we took a trip to sink our problems in the sand
you told me you loved your man.
You expressed that he would come first over all
and dropped this idea on me as my heart began to fall.
I understand that you're in love with a guy
that's what you want even though you think we don't know why.
We each know it makes you happy, so go
and that's all I care, that's all I need to know.
I told you I'd always be around, I'm not like all the others.
I will be your friend, confidant, sister and mother.
I support your decisions and I want you to know
that I can't find a way good enough for me to show
how much I love you, Shawn and the baby
and I don't think this is fair.. It's just too crazy.
I'm not like everyone around you
who don't see what they're putting you through .
When you want to have a cup of real tea, sit down and talk
while your little one learns how to walk,
give me a call, stop by but please dont forget
that you have me as a friend and you shouldn't regret
our history or our future as friends
because like I said, I'm around 'til the end.