She says he is just a friend,

she says he is from her past but nothing ever begin,

but he knows it’s a lie

because its written all over her face and even him,

knows for a fact he isn’t the cause of that glow or grin,

is this the end,

he contemplates as his imagination goes out on a limb,

thinking of his hands all over her body as he send,

her mind on this extacy ride that feels so good it should be a sin,

hearing her call this man so many names but not once a friend,

pulling scratching biting sucking moaning all the things she did with him,

hearing the sounds of pleasure as their natural juices start to blend,

watching the time wishing his nightmare would end,

Thinking to himself how did this happen,

this is something his mind can’t comprehend,

thinking back on all those late night texts that he use to send,

her now realizing that instead of being understanding he should have been offend,

did he cause this because of all his late nights,

thinking she is sleep but in reality his girl sleeps light,

hearing him come in at 2 & 3 in the morn,

washing up at the other girls house thinking it wont do no harm,

but last night she wasnt born,

now it hit him like a ton of bricks

while he out here with other chicks,

she is with him,

That dude she call her friend.