A Story

My name is Ashley.
I love who I am.
It took me a long time.
To actually believe that.

His name is Andrew.
He is my best friend.
It took two years.
For us to finally be together.

I did some things in my past.
That I am not proud of.
I do not regret any of what I've done.
It made me who I am today.

There's this girl.
We used to be close.
But we grew apart.
As some people do.

I never said anything after the friendship.
I kept my thoughts to myself.
Even after I heard she tried to fuck him.
I kept my cool and was the bigger person.

And now this girl has put up this huge blog.
For all her friends to see.
Trying to make me out like I am such a bad person.
She stooped to a level I didn't think she would go.

I'm stuck with what I should do.
I talked with my lover and I believe him.
Maybe she did this.
Because he turned her down.

She must not be used to getting turned down.
It must be nice to think you can have anyone you want.
And I suppose it would hurt when one doesn't want you.
So I guess I can see why she has stooped so low.

I am in love with Andrew.
He is different from the rest.
It's actually nice to be with someone.
Who really loves me back.

And for this girl, time will take its place.
She may be high on her cloud right now.
But she will fall.
And I won't be there to see.

I will be happy with my life.
I'm in school.
I have a wonderful boyfriend.
And I will smile.