4:00 in the Morning

Heaven and Hell
Collided today,
It's 4:00 in the morning,
What else can I say?
The phone call came
'Round midnight last night,
I was holding a grudge,
'Cause it gave me a fright,
I was going to call her back,
But she left me a voicemail,
So before I called again,
I listened to what sh had to tell,
As I heard her words,
My eyes grew huge,
As she finished her message,
The tears came in pools,
The gist, I suppose, of her wording was clear,
I can't say that I am surprised,
But the fact that she'd choose to say it on here,
Really, it opened my eyes.
It was 4:00 in the morning,
Last time we had a conversation 'bout this,
It started and ended with tears and shouts,
Wondering who would get the first kiss.
I liked him first, no question there,
We both find it amusingly odd,
That a guy I liked, she'd like too,
One we'd both worship like a god.
So I decided to let him go,
Give my best friend the guy,
And all the times she was out with him,
I'd sit alone in our room and cry.
But this year, it's different,
Or so we felt the urge to say,
I like him, but he likes me!
And is that how it's going to stay?
Alas, no luck, for it turns out,
The guy I like must truly be
The guy that my best friend would like,
For it's happening, like a last-year-repeat.
Last year, before she and him
Decided to give it a whirl,
We were all extremely good friends,
More than could be, boys and girls,
But after she broke up with him,
Everything changed in a snap,
We lost contact, broke the jewels,
And nobody ever truly went back.
The day it ended, she promised me
It would never happen again,
But this year is a replay of last year,
Oh, it's happening, my friend.
First, I liked him, then she did,
She promised me that there it would stop,
Oh, I kissed him, I know she will too,
And just leave me here to rot.
I know this is going to end like last year,
She is going to get the guy
And I'll sit alone in the shadows
Pretending that I've passed him by,
Someday, maybe I'll forget him,
Friends should last longer than foes,
I'd never throw my best friend away,
So I guess my crush is the next thing to go.
Yeah, I'll let her have him,
Sonn, they'll be going out,
I only hope that when they break up,
Friendship, they will not doubt.
Yes, I've already forgotten him,
Time for my best friend to pick up
Right where she left off last year
With someone who I thought was my crush,
More than anything, I wish
That she could be here so we could talk,
Talk, cry, scream, shout,
Maybe I just need to take a walk.
Well, there goes yet another guy,
I know, I missed the first warning,
The day that I say that I like a guy,
Is the day before 4:00 in the morning.

*Friends are sometimes the ones who will break your hearts, but there's nothing you can do about it. They are the ones who will try their hardest not to do anything; sometimes, they just end up with everything. There's only one thing I have to say: everything in this poem is true. I did see the phone ring, did listen to that voicemail; I did wait until 4:00 in the morning to write this. It's 4:30 now...I haven't slept for days, but there's something else I hafta say: Cal, I love you, but I'm giving you away...It's time, I can't stand it for another day...Go to Leyna, tell her how you feel, so we're all not caught in another drama reel.*

"My love for you is like the moon and the stars...even as the sun's light takes you away from me, and I fade back into darkness...I still exist..I still love you..."