It was all about him.
Him this, him that.
They could never be apart.
Brooke broke plans for last minute dates,
Didnt show up to her own birthday party
because he took her to dinner.
Him this, Him that.
HE seemed to think so too.
And then...
There was the new girl.
With blonde hair, and blue eyes.
and freakin FRECKLES.
Brooke lacks freckles.
And when Brooke showed up at my doorstep,
Red eyes,
Dry heaving,
sobbing,
It took me half a second to figure out what happened.
I saw it coming, I did.
That guy broke my best friends heart,
and we gotta stick together.
That guy is going down!
Now I just have to figure out how to tell my mother
how only half of my brothers head has hair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so sad. i feel her pain my boyfriend dumped me and told me he only went out with me because he felt bad for me and then started hitting on my friend? ! i hate him for that and i always will, , , , , , , , , , , , ,