This Is It...

This Is It...

This is it,
Can't you see,
How much he meant,
Of course to me.

But no,
I guess you didn't see,
Because of what you did,
It only hurt me.

You took him,
As if he was a prize,
Sure you got the gold,
But i got a surprise.

I kinda hate you now,
You fat ugly cow,
You took our friendship level,
Lower than the ground.

You took him from me,
Which wasn't really right,
Just because he came into your sight,
Doesn't at all give you the right.

To take what we had,
And make it all bad,
And worst of all,
You really made me mad.

So this is it,
Our friendships over,
And good luck to you,
And your lover...

*not true just a poem for any girls who's best friend took a guy from you*