Mel

Why do you write poems about me?
Calling me a beautiful foe?
I still think of you as a close friend,
When did I let you go?

Why is it you hate me?
I thought we got a long,
I thought that I could trust you,
I thought our friendship was strong.

Well how come you always kiss me,
everyday on the cheek at school,
is it to pretend you like me?
I guess I’m a fool.

I really thought we where mates,
Mel what’s going on?
I don’t understand why you hate me,
what did I do wrong?