Robyn Serio

Get Used To It! ! ! ! ! ! !

He say something to him, saying you were right,
you were right about her, that hurt me.
My friend asks me whats wrong and I tell her what I
saw and heard. She questions him and he comes up to
me. We tell each other we hate eachother and he tells me
I follow her. He tells me that he is her boyfriend, Im like 'Whoa'
She told me that he is telling me that because he doesnt like me
and that she is paying more attention to me and not enough attention
to him. So, I tell her that I am going to back off and that I am going to
give them there space. She tells me NO thats what he wants me to do. He doesnt like me and wants me to end my friendship with her...Well you know what, Our friendship isnt going to end 'Boyfriend'
so get used to me being around...
GET USED TO IT! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 20, 2009

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  • Elen De Guzman (7/9/2010 12:15:00 AM)

    i know exactly how u feel girl! ! ! ! but what hurts me a lot is that i really love my frnd... i said im sorry even though i know that what had happened was not my fault... but she i just ignored me.. and until now, im still not over her... but no more to the boy! ! !

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  • Marieta MaglasMarieta Maglas (12/2/2009 11:48:00 AM)

    so get used to me being around

    nice prosaic poem

    10

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  • Yassar Ali (5/31/2009 7:06:00 PM)

    a great point made by you

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  • Nangula Immanuel (5/23/2009 4:29:00 AM)

    yep! you never leave your girls for a guy! guys come and go, true friendship is rare!

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