A/N: kinda of a story/poem.

The 'Best friend' is in italics. The gullible idiot in normal. Explanations in bold.

He likes you…
Yeh?
Yeh man!
Honest?
Course.
Thanks!
What are friends for?

Looking back,
I think,
Friends,
Are lifelines.
What were you thinking?
What a gullible bitch?
Yeh, probably.

Look how he’s looking at you,
How?
Right adoringly kinda.
OH MY GOD!
He is kinda cute.
I know…..

Now I know,
‘He’s kinda cute’
meant you were eyeing him up,
for yourself,
while pretending to be,
helping me,
Thanks for your help.

Shall I go chat to him?
Yeh go on, find out his birthday or something.
Horoscope!
Yeh, we can compare Leo to whatever he is.
Cool, wait here.
Ok.

What did you say to him?
I don’t know,
But you didn’t tell me,
The truth,
Later,
Did you,
match your own horoscope,
with his?

What’s the matter?
Nothing, chill.
Tell me.
No, nothing.
Oh come on! Am I not your friend?
Course, but nothing’s wrong.

I saw you crying,
I asked you,
You wouldn’t tell me,
If only I knew,
That he’s said no,
To you.
I asked you again.
You lied,

Your mums being nasty,
Bladey
Bla
Bla
Bla
Lies.

All the dreams,
You’d help me build,
About everything,
You made me believe,

He,
Liked,
Me,
Too.

You,
Helped,
Me,
Build,
A,
Dream,
World.

You had the obsession,

So,
You,
Made,
Me,
A,
Vessel.

In,
The,
End,
You,
Lost,
Us,
Both.

When I close my eyes,
Tired at the end of the day,
Happy to be home,
Put some sad music on,
Just want to relax,

His name comes to mind.

I’m,
Just,
So,
Used,
To,
To your lies.

Thanks for your help friend.

Thank you.

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A/N: so wt do u think?