Best friends?

I'm confused and sad, no wait I'm mad, my undecided feelings are oppressive and bad.
I thought we were tight, and we couldn't be spilt, but apparently our friendship was just not meant.
Maybe meant for awhile, but not for long, I've tried my best, your the one that's wrong!
You wont talk about it, or throw me a line, we can' be in a fight, not us, what's yours is mine!
I can no longer look in your face and see your soul, your hiding from me, making our wounds whole.
My face does not even reflect in your eyes, they no longer meet, afraid to see lies.
Girl you gotta open up, let me in, I don't want to hurt you, I wanna help you mend!
Don't be afraid to reach out your hand for mine, It's there, just waiting for your's to find.