A Boyfriend Is Like A Bestfriend - Poem by tyneisha marshall
You know, I really don’t need your answers.
I’m laughing at you, you’re funny.
I’m pretty sure I can manage on my own…but hey, it’s nice to know you.
You’re a good Acquaintance.
I’m real busy now so just step aside and let me pass.
I’m sorry but my friends are calling…
So hey, I’ll see ya later…don’t wait up for me.
Why don’t we talk over tea or something later…yeah?
Maybe then you’ll being to understand.
Talk isn’t as deep and the price of friendship must be paid in tears.
Yup, I paid well for it did you?
Chitter, chatter, oh your outfit is wonderful.
Well, see ya later my family’s calling me.
Were all going to get pizza, and then were going out to the movies.
Oh, you’re failing a class…
Oh…that’s too bad…whelp, I’ll see ya latter.
My friends just invited me over for a sleep over.
And in the morning we’re gonna go for donuts. YEAH!
Do I wanna go to the movies with you?
Oh gosh, I’m sorry; I’m going to the movies with someone else.
Do I wanna go to a game or something?
Oh gee golly, I can’t…I think I’m busy that day.
Do I wanna come over?
Oh no, isn’t that the day I planned to spend with my little sister…oh…….well…
I’m sure you’ll get along fine without me, find someone else I’ve heard you’re plenty popular.
You did it before…right?
Well I’ll see you at school then…sure I’ll hang out with you at lunch or something.
Yeah, let’s chat.
So how’s your family been?
I’m so sorry.
Oh was that the bell, well I’ll see ya my class a waits.
I hope all that stuff works out for you
…meanwhile I’ve got a life that needs to be lived.
It’s good to know you.
I’m glade we’re friends.
Let’s hang out sometime.
Yeah, that’ll be fun…
So then do we understand yet?
Do you get it?
Lets be friends, aye?
Friends for life
The BEST of good acquaintances
What you want more personality?
Sorry, I only talk with my close friends that way…
I think you’ll do fine, though.
You’re everything I once admired…
See…aren’t we such GOOD friends?
What, you want to talk about more…immersed things.
Oh…gee…that’s too bad…’cause I don’t…
Oh, I love your outfit by the way.
What you want a more profound conversation between us?
O dear…well…I’m just not that person anymore.
Sorry, I think I should go now…
Yeah, see ya tomorrow.
No harsh words will say, or make a difference from what has already been said.
I don’t hate you…never will, but for the most part you’re not really important right now.
So for the last time
Yeah, it’s been nice talking to you,
Yeah I hope you had as much fun as I,
And yeah, I hope life goes well…
Bye, I’ve got more important thing to deal with,
I can’t be bothered by you; you’re too irrelevant to me now.
Oh and by the way…it’s ok to hate me,
Just don’t think you’ll get much of a reaction back, I couldn’t care less what you do now.
You’re just another person in this bizarre world.
Yeah, my world revolves around my life…not you.
Don’t feel important because I mourned the loss of our good friendship.
Ironically enough, it only lasted a couple of hours.
Sorry, but you weren’t that great of a friend anyways.
Mean every word you said in that letter.
Mean EVERY word that you said in that letter.
And while I move on, be stuck on it.
It only makes me feel sorry for you.
And yeah I did cry.
So what, go and feel all happy that I cried over you.
And when I see you, I do smile.
And when we talk, I do talk back.
And when we walk together, I’ll walk beside you.
And when I speak, I will finish what I say.
And when I make a point, you will understand.
And when I walk away you will wonder
…that if this was the way I felt when you did exactly the same thing to me.
Just looking at your back as you walked away from me without turning back…I will never forgive you….
I should hate you…you know I should that’s why you looked so surprised when you apologized. I don’t hate you…never could I hate a person I once claimed to be my best friend.
Never would I have turned my back on you the way you did me.
Never would I have said, in a letter no less, the things you said to me.
I would NEVER even think that if I EVER did ANYTHING like that,
That you would come running, begging for my hand in friendship again.
Like I said I will never forgive you.
And I will never forget seeing you walk away and not even bother to look back,
Or the tears that poured out of my eyes as I tried to run and hide, so you wouldn’t see (I had nothing to be ashamed of!) , or the one person who helped me as I had a panic attack and nearly suffocated by my own spit and tears, or the family that helped me build my bridge to get over it.
And now you can walk away…and I’ll only smile and wave.
I neither hate, nor do I particularly like you.
I don’t trust you, but I never did in the first place.
At one time I had placed my faith in you but those times are over.
And by now you HAVE to understand my standing point.
Stop writing you blogs on how much you hate me,
And if you don’t want to talk at school it’s fine.
I know other people and they all like me for me.
So spit on me, say you hate, write your last blogs, be friendly at school (or not) and just GET OVER IT.
I only pity you because you haven’t.
And Every Word Is Indeed Meant.
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