Three Words to Late

As students in high school
They weren't so cool
They were good friends
Their friendship was the kind that never ends

Everyone of her friends liked him
Some went out of a whim
Just to ask him out
When he declined they would pout

Secretly she loved him
But would never take that kind of wim
Several years had past
and sadly their friendship didn't last

She returned with her dream man
When he found out he couldn't stand
He knew he had to try to stop it
Even if he had to take a fit

He met up with the girl
Her head full of beautiful curls
He poured his heart out
And made her sort of pout

Sadly she declined and
Said someone already had her hand
That was it
And his heart broke bit by bit