Story of our lifes

When I first found out he was better than you.
I saw what you were doing.
I wondered if you saw to?

I realized I was better off without the beer, parties, and helpless tears.

What we did have was good.
I was happy with you.
When me and him started talking it was then I knew.

You were kinda crazy, obsessive over me.
We werent married, Many people could see.

Yes I lost you, but look where Im now.
Im pretty stable I wish you could understand how.

You were so cool, wat happened to that?
Your turning into your mom, one crazy cat.

Doing as you please going here and there.
I think im better off with him, I feel so secure.

He is my life, I no its ganna last forever.
If My life ever ends dont forget to treasure.

Treasure what we had. I know it lasted but one year.
During that time I had only one fear.

Your were the fear, thought you were moving away.
You did but you came back that one day.

8th grade was priceless.
I think You know why.
You were a great friend.
With you I never lied.

9th grade changed us both.
You have changed more.
Tenth grade rolled around
You called me a stupid W#ore.

The summer going into ninth grade we hungout once or twice.
We had a go around. Like rolling a set of dice.

We didnt end up falling to even numbers.
Instead we were mixed around and we had new comers.

New friends, you just couldnt handle me.
The fact that I havent changed much was just not the right key.

You changed a ton over the summer going into 10th grade.
You where the person I thought would be scared to get laid.

Once again I was wrong. Look what happens when your drunk.
You screwed over a girl, look how much you sunk.

She doesnt need him anyways.
You proved that to her.
If he did it once more, maybe you were the cure.

Her life will now be good, but she still loved him so much.
Look at what you did for her, you had the special touch.

I just wanted to say atleast we are civil to eachother now. Look at my
life compared to yours, and then you will see how.

I wish you the best through your future years.
I hope you find new friends and hold back your tears.

Your life all started in this small s#itty town. Me and you
together we were great like clowns.

Always remember trackseasons, sleepovers, and painting toes.
As to where now....no one barely will ever Know!!