Once I get screwed over by you, I’m sorry I just cannot see you the same. Even if I’m over the situation, and I somehow forgive you.

I can’t unsee what I saw in ya’ll. And I’m just all types of turned off. I thought ya’ll were better than that.

I tried hard to let things go back to normal and work past it, but something tells me to stay away from you.

You just like how I make you feel. Both of you.

I guess this is what happens when you try to be friends with men.