Slowly he moves
To and fro, to and fro
He swings up and down
His blue shirt billows in the breeze
Like a tattered kite

Sitting on the swing
He thinks of an Angel
So beatiful that he is already in love with her
But he wants her to be his best friend
He does not have a best friend right now
Thats why he choosed you
Just hoping she will accept that.

Becalina!
Fimihan loves you
Becalina!!
Fimihan Adores you
Becalina!!!
Fimihan Admires you
Pls can you b his Best Friend?

I picked up the phone anxiously
I opened the messages curiously
I know I might be disappointed
I didn't care


It is a poem of poems
It could have been anything but this
He wants a best friend in m
He knows not my trend

I don't have no best friend, true
Since I have been dumped by bola, true
I don't want a best friend, false
But I am gonna be honest with myself

Fimihan
I accept to be your best friend
Fimihan
I even will be your wingman
Fimihan
As far as u promise to tell me all gists
Fimihan
I would stand by you like iroko tree

*facepalm*