Frienmity Poem by Justin Reamer

I had a friend once who was beautiful as can be she has long blond hair that goes down to her shoulders eyes the colour of the skies or the colour of Lake Michigan in the summer time are the portal to her soul her smile is beautiful, lighting up the world around her she has long legs, an upright bosom, and a very thin body her beauty is indescribable when I first met her, I thought she seemed like a pretty cool woman, but she hated me from day one I first talked to her and her roommate when I was eating breakfast one day I introduced myself, and she introduced herself, along with her roommate, who is equally as pretty I talked to her and her roommate, but the blond-haired girl did not care to talk to me she hated me even more as I began to reveal more about myself when I asked them questions, her roommate was even more willing to answer than she was the blond haired girl was reticent, not being friendly at all and so I continued with my life, until I noticed things that were different whenever I ate with the Insignis students, I realised that the girl hated me she thought I was a creeper and a stalker whenever I was walking outside of the cafeteria, she glared at me, perhaps in fright or in anger, as Shay Stewart did when I was in high school I wrote about her that day, figuring out that she was Shay Stewart personified, giving her a reputation to go with it I would then be walking to Wege from the library, and she was walking with Connor Bilodeau, my friend from AQ Light, and she talked to Connor, telling him I was stalking her Connor and she both looked back, and I would look in the other direction, wondering what they could possibly be looking at, but they Connor doubted her, and the girl kept her persistence all the way one time I tried to hold the door for her, but she just went out the other way one time, I said hi to her, and she stared at me as if she were in disgust eventually, she gave way, and nothing happened after that one time, I saw her in Bukowski Chapel for Abandon, when I had been revived in my faith in the previous October around my birthday, and she started freaking out because I was there she then began to hate me all the more she turned her roommate and poor Cassie against me because of that it was also when she convinced Nina that I was good-for-nothing the hatred continued from her, for I could feel it everywhere one time I saw her sitting with her roommate and Cassie, and they were staring me down, and I was wondering what the hell was going on I looked in the other direction and noticed it was Stewart Syndrome again they asked her if she like me, and she shook her head no things became even worse every time I saw her, she stared me down, paying close attention to me I began to watch her, making sure she would not do anything to harm me Cassie would also watch me with intense fear, and she began to doubt my character Nina hated me also, and she did not like me at all Things became more intense by the by, until God told me to go talk to her it was the day before Christmas Break, and I saw her studying for her math exam I went over and talked to her for the very first time, and things did not go very well I then sent her a message over Facebook (for the very first time) , and things were better, and I realised we could be friends when I came back from Christmas break, things became bad she hated me because she thought I liked her, and this was not true at all I sent her a message again, being honest, feeling hurt she responded, and I thought we could start over again yet the drama continued everything went well until that day when she started acting as if I liked her again she had the same tendencies that she usually has, and so I sent her a poem she then did not want anything to do with me, and things became worse I talked to her, and we became surface friends, as she called it then I would send her messages telling her we could do things differently, but she would not listen she was obstinate it was until this Sunday that she finally broke it off, telling me she hated me for who I was, and telling me I was good-for-nothing now, she hates me for all I have to tell her, and I guess it is the way things are meant to be I just hope that she will be happy one day.