To the girl that couldn’t wait to get introduced to my family.
Do you realize that you left before that happened but,
Just in time for me to find a brother in depression,
A sister in heartbreak, a father in abandonment
And a mother in loneliness.
So did you know that you could put a spin on the term family?
Or was it just the right time wrong guy?

Did it make sense that I would try to make a move on your best friend?
But let’s paint your friend’s picture with my words.
So maybe you can see her picture clearer.
When you realize that she said I flirted with her, not to her.
Know that this dance with the devil you befriended on the first day of high school.
Was to the sound of her erotic words and took place on my phone screen.
So I kept all this from you because I knew if we had a falling out you wouldn’t have someone to go cry to.
So I kept the skeletons in the closest,
Because you couldn’t stand tall without her as your backbone.
I couldn’t let your best friend break your heart.
So I let her let you break mine so she could heal your cracked.

Does it hurt you knowing that when I had you my words hadn’t developed,
So I would use lines out of movies,
Want to create couple goals like bloopers,
Give you love like scenes where the director had to shout action once,
No cut scenes, no retakes.
Just you and me.
Cheesy I know.
But do you realize that I tried to top all of your ex-boyfriends?
Heard your cries when you were with them,
And promised to give you more nights were your pillow went to bed drier,
And your eyes only cried because you were holding back too much joy.
I wanted to cut through all your layers and go through your insecurities like the slices on your favorite pizza.
Burn the doubts of a future with me.
Introduce you to the movie that was and still could be us.
And maybe you too could see that the sun is also a star.

So to the girl that chose my friend over me but did it behind my back.
I knew all along, what I didn’t do was fight.
Because if you were worth it, you wouldn’t have had to choose between him and me.
I didn’t fight because he was family and you were merely a guest in our lives clinging to WhatsApp calls
And the village walks.
So to the girl that let communications die out,
I hope you’re dying to talk to me, so I get a chance to tell you.
Tell you that I wasn’t hurt, nor was I angry.
I just expected better from you,
You told me girls matured faster than boys.
So tell me, why were the roles reversed,
When it came to you and me.