What Kind of Friend Not to Make.

You knew I loved him,
Yet you still put up a chase.
Flirted with him 24/7,
Right in my face.

Hugged him and jumped on him,
And held him close.
It was as if you were saying,
"Sorry, hun, but adios."

You started to act like me,
And copy how I dress.
Started to talk like me, too,
Like there was someone to impress.

Started to hog all of my friends,
And wouldn't let them talk to me.
You'd avert their attention to something else,
And act like me, you couldn't see.

You continued to tease,
And continued to flirt.
I started to get pissed,
And tired of being treated like dirt.

I asked you what was up,
And you didn't say anything.
Acted as if you didn't know,
And as if it was all nothing.

"It's just flirting,
Not like it's a big deal.
Even if you like him,
He doesn't know how you feel.

But don't worry, hun,
I'll hook you up.
Get you guys together,
Yeah, that's what's up."

Since I trusted you,
I gave you another chance.
But what I saw broke my heart,
On the Valentine's Day Dance.

I was going to tell him,
And you knew that, too.
What you did was unforgivable,
Even for someone like you.

As I walked towards you two,
You started to lean in.
I thought it was just to say something,
But that's not what I felt within.

As I got closer,
You didn't notice me there.
And when you saw me,
You didn't seem to care.

Just continued on what you were doing,
And placed your lips on his for a kiss.
That's when I realized,
This was a friendship I wouldn't miss.

He pushed you off of him,
And yelled in confusion.
I stood there in shock,
And came up with a conclusion.

Asked him to choose,
Between you and me.
The answer was so oblivious,
You'd have to be blind not to see.

He walked up behind me,
And looked at you in disgust.
Told me that I could hit you,
If I must.

So I walked up to you,
And slapped you across the face.
"B i t c h, I'm too unique,
No one can take my place."

After that moment,
You started to talk smack.
I swear, girl,
You're on some crack.

Started to ruin my rep,
And people looked down on me.
But I didn't step down,
Because it's all just jealousy.

It may sound conceited,
But most of the time, it's true.
I'd never met some a b i t c h,
Someone like you.

But now, looking back at it,
And how the friendship was fake.
I'm happy that I met you,
Cause you taught me what kind of friend not to make.
[c] 2O06 Mindy Huang

Not that good . Wanted to try a poem that wasn't a love poem . So yeah .