This is dedicated to this boy that i've known since grade 6, and was eventually my first love. We knew everything about eachother, and dealt for a while in grade 8..even after we were bestfriends, he knew everything about me, and i cud tell him anything...now...he supposely told my bf shit..so he wudnt deal with me...and yet, as much as i hate him,,i dont believe that he said anything..well this is my poem.
what do you do when a friend lies to you. . .?
& pretending to be someone you thought you knew...
To know you grew up together since grade 6, had the same classes, friends, groups..jus a mix.
2 years from that shit went down, stopped tlkin; both lives turned right around.
Highschool started; went separate ways, somehow though, came together in those days...
People started changing and going away, but this friendship grew and had to stay.
Highschools almost done, and still friends, thinking they'd be together till life ends.
Somewhere along the line though his path was bent, to hurt the girl was supposely never his intent.
Weirdly though, he tells someone tht cares for the girl and alla dat and above, not thinkin, so he continues with the story of past love..
Of course now, she knows that hes been lying and saying things that are not the truth..shes not mad at the fact he lied, buh that she was so blind and was always by his side...
Defending, caring, nurturing; and doing everything for him,
and for him to talk, and tell someone that cared, is too much of a blow to let him win.
Although its true, he used to be her number one, now hes nothing to her, and left with none.
