Let me tell you a story
About a girl and a boy,
He's got a cupid's arrow,
But he plays it like a toy.
The person she trusted was her friend
was setting up another tent.
She could act like she doesn't care,
She could act like she would dare
To look.
But to see him smiling at her best friend,
In a way that a lover would?
It really cuts her through
her root.
Just a little something I had a while back. Just thought I would put it here after a long time lol
Ps: the first two lines aren't mine; they're from a song hihi