Best-friend’s girlfriend. An option? Not so much
A nerd, like I, and Lego’s same
The inspiration to a gift to GFATT
Studs. Lego studs. Red. Small. Cheep.
High school brings a break up inevitably
Friendship grows closer between us, maybe too close
Relationship sprouts. Inevitably.
Faulty text, never seen by me, wanting breakup
Who sabotaged, hacked, tricked, not sure
Friendship grows distant. Love burning deep still
“Temma will never die”. Gas on
An attempt to ignite the spark
But too much gas is released.
Fire burns the played heart, soul, and mind.
I am finished, or is she not
I move on, or does she not
I loop back, and she did not
A kiss found on a dragged floor
Speech prepared, not delivered
So again, “ people are the harshest critiques”
And she was
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i am a little confused by ur note about ur poem. so she was mean and a harsh critic about c?
she was being a jealous critic of my relationship with c. that is why i wrote about people are the harshest critics.