It was last night, on September 20, 2007
I saw his face and I swore I was in Heaven
I called up my friend and said he was here
But he kept turning around when I was near
I told her he was avoiding me, and I felt stupid
You tried hitting me again, but you missed, Cupid
Finally I found someone else to help me with this
We found his classroom and made him miss
Most of the presentation, and he came into the hallway
I told him I was sorry and he said "OK"
I asked if we could be friends and he said "I guess"
Before all this I felt like a mess
I walked down the hallway, to see him walking
He said "Cya" and now we're talking
The poems I wrote before, were my true feelings
Cause before I felt like ripped up orange peelings
We're friends again, that's all I asked for
He actually forgave me, he let me back in his door
And I saw him today, and I smiled with glee
It's just so nice to hear him talk to me
At first I thought, "We'll never be friends again.."
But now I know, when we mean till the end, we mean till the end.
