My Book Of Poetry

3 am talks

A girl woke up at 3 am,

From a nightmare she'd had a thousand times.

She grabbed her phone called the first person she thought of,

He almost always answered

Always found a way to take her mid off it.

They'd talk about everything,

From school to sexuality,

From cute peeps to their worst fear.

The girl sometimes ignored him,

Wouldn't text him back,

Didn't call him when she woke up,

And avoid him at school.

Yet when she called he'd act like nothing happened,

Ask her how'd she been and never bring it up,

The girl always wondered why.

One day a new girl came into the picture,

She saw the friendship and decided it would be a perfict toy,

She started by becoming friends with the girl,

Then became the boys girlfriend.

When they broke up she convinced the girl to take her side,

The girl did so without complaint.

Yet the boy never complained,

So they continued on with their 3 am conversations

Though slowly the girl ignored him more and more.

The girl stoped calling when she woke up screaming,

She tried to call her new friend.

She never seemed to answer.

The boy and the girl became enemy's,

The girl didn't know why she hated him,

There must have been a reason,

Right?

The more she thought about it,

The less of the reason she had.

She told her new best friend that she was going to apologize.

The new girl was out raged,

Made a list of reasons that she shouldn't,

The girl was confused but she trusted her friend,

Shed never been given a reason not to,

Right?

The boy and the girl grew further apart,

Until they had no hope to get better.

It's been three years and they still aren't better,

The new girl left everyone's life,

Yet they still can't get better.

The girl calls at 3 am,

And the boy hangs up the phone.

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11/15/17    hey guys hope you enjoy sorry my poems have been so strange lately I've been dealing with a lot ad you can tell...anyway please comment suggestions!