Good Friends.

"We're just friends. "
They'd never call each other lovers.
They'd say, ' we're just good friends! '

In the restaurants and the theatres,
In the fest and in the halls.
They'd hold hands, lock their fingers.
But ' we're just good friends', they'd say.

In the disk, in the clubs, in a crowd full of people;
At a concert in the corner,
They'd kiss so passionately, avoiding people to see them.
' But we're just good friends. ' they'd say.

In a room, they'd make love all night,
She'd wear his hoodies to the college, oh right.
He'd drop her home, safe each night.
' But we're just good friends ', they'd remark.

They had the cutest pictures,
They'd stay away from our sight.
They changed their choices for each other.
But "Just good friends. " They'd term each other.

But then entered the new girl,
Who was prettier and cuter.
From good friends, they'd turn to just friends.
For the new girl was now a better friend.

Now every night as she waited for him,
He never came, the light got dim.

She asked him, why he left her in grief.
'But we were just good friends', he'd say in brief.
"Goodfriends" now haunted her, the whole life.
On her wrist, she marked it with a knife.