 “Mixed Signals”

That dude that leads off your first encounter with the fact that your
have a "fat ass", is a user. The Jerk's introduced into the equation and
because he seems risky and fun, the girl goes for him. Little to the
knowledge of that young woman, her "best friend" may be her "best love".
The guy who is defined now a days as "the nice guy" got to know you and
learn your every turn. From the ticks and thoughts in your head, to the
movement of your curves. But trying his very hardest to show you he loves
you without overstepping those boundaries, he falls behind early in the
race to your heart. Once again little to your knowledge your "best friend"
has been ready to love and support your broken heart that he knew would
be neglected from the start. His love is priceless and his patience even
more. But thin ice only gets thinner when the seasons change. Love is an
animal that likes no more than anyone to be in a cage. You wait for the
day that Jerk messes up. Your best friend will be there with love, be your
new lover, and tell of how dumb you've been. Just don’t let him run out of
emotion after all he's sent. I guess if you’re stubborn then you won’t want
to do it. Forget the savory friendship you’ve been saving for a rainy day.

You got him bent. You can’t even repay him for all of the money he spent.
Not to mention the gas that he sipped up and threw out, trying to make it
to the house in time to stop you from giving up on life. He’s not even
asking you to be his wife, yet you act like he’s better off somewhere flying
a kite. Guess what, he did that. Lightning struck and struck a cornball
that went through a transformation. The bolt lit a light bulb in his brain
that enlightened his very livelihood. Why don’t you try this? Send a
“chance” in the mail and maybe he’ll help you get over your emotion.
Though you won’t get a reply for about a month, like a college
application. A best friend won’t leave. But you better not test it. It’s more
reliable than your credit. I don’t care how good he seems, the jerk has
already read your messages. The little “r” at the bottom, yeah that’s a
good way to get it. He doesn’t need you, doesn’t want you anymore, and
you’re old news to him. You became a piece of trash when you couldn’t
breathe and then quit. You know what I mean. You know I’m not trying to
be mean, but I’m trying to save you from a life revolving around you
holding a skillet.

Your auntie said acrylics would help you broaden your limits. But
your best friend told you that your decisions didn’t. Am I repeating
myself? Oh, I apologize, then stop acting stupid. If you don’t reach out to
him, you’ll get played by Love just like you were the new kid.