How Did It Go Sore Wit Ur Best Friend?

Looking back now, I doubt if she was realli my friend. But I was very fond of her, & I guess she was fond of me too - @ least well enough 2 creep wit me now and again.

Ok that day, I visisted school. I'D graduated then. She had this room-mate - a friend of mine too. Both of them were there that day, with anotha girlfriend of theirs. None of them knew she was running stuff wit me - it was strictly b/w 2.
Then this framed picture of her and some guy caught my eye. I knew that frame when it contained a pic of just her. I asked naturalli, and it was her friends that told me it was her "homeboy".

I wasn't mad, but I wasn't happy either. I teased her around a little bit, and she kept saying she'D talk 2 me later. Damn that talk. What was there 2 say? Why hadn't she told me all along when we spoke on phone? Y did I have 2 hear from her friends?

I didn't tell her when I was leaving the next day, and tho we've spoken now and then on phone since then, it's nothing like it used 2 be. I'D mo easily bang my head on the wall than call her these days, cause it's all sore, our friendship.


Can we hear urs?

mine earned me this perpetual hatred for her
but i hope to forgive her someday. honestly am trying my
best to forgive, forget n hug her again.