I crushed on you hard,

Yet you turned me down.

Things that you said,

Deepened my frown.

You finally gave in,

You called me your girl,

Warned by your exs,

I was in for a whirl.

We went to a function,

Held by the school,

A flirtatious girl,

You started to drool.

A friend then told me,

That you said you quit,

You'd been blessed with an angel,

I threw no fit.

Two minutes later,

Next to his chest,

Laid my so called 'best friend',

To which he was 'blessed'.