Are we still friends
She say’s
I find myself far from her heart but close enough to feel the effect of being hurt
Lower than dirt is how I feel
Stepped on like an ant on pavement
Left like a skunk dead on the side of the road
I don’t want to take any chances of getting hurt again
She replies
So she sacrifices my feelings for her satisfactions using me as a rebound to gain her confidence.
A condom
Could you imagine?
Thats how I feel
Like I was hid, used then thrown away for a little pleasurable satisfaction

I’m confused I’m not trying to hurt you
She states after a moment of silent
Hurt me she has no idea I always end up with the short end of the stick.

Are we still friends she repeat
Love mint more then a four-letter word
Honesty, fait, and compassion
Yea we still be friends
I’m sorry she say’s
I’m sorry too…sorry for thinking she was different.
A devil in discize,
A woman scorn bye her ex
I didn’t wont to break your heart she says
Break my heart my heart was already broking
Now it’s obliterated