I loved her. She didn’t love me.

Friends are bad

They make me feel sad

Don’t ask why

She was very hot

I thought I had a spot

In her heart maybe

I gave her a rose

She blushed from head to her toes

It was really cute

Then her friends asked me

“Do you like her? hee hee hee”

What could I say?

I told them, “Um, no”

They smiled, and I thought, “Uh oh,

They’re going to tell her!”

I wrote her a note

That note is now my scapegoat

Second thoughts are bad

She won’t talk to me

My life is sad now. Whopee!

That’s my love life.

THE END