Drawing The Line

What is a friend?
Someone there to lean on,
Trustworthy and loving?

Memories are made,
Secrets you share,
You promise each other you'll always be there

They are your everything,
You treat them well,
In return they're supposed to help you after you've fell.

When you trust them with all your heart,
But in return they watch you fall,
Is that really a true friend at all?

Mistake after mistake,
And all you do is forgive,
When do you draw the line, on your not so great friend?

When you loose a friend,
You care about with all your heart,
You have no choice to do nothing but fall apart.

What can you do?
Forgive them again?
Only to get hurt, by that same friend.

Sometimes in life,
You do nothing but love,
But in return you never get enough

True friends wouldn't do the things she's done,
They would've thought about me,
And how unfriendly that would be.

But not her,
For she lives life reckless and relentless,
But sometimes all it does is leave you friendless.

After the 8th time,
Of being let down,
No longer will I be the best friend you'll always have around.