Moving On From All Those Fake Friends

Met a friend named Jennifer, she seemed so true,

Said her ex liked me, said she'd support us too.

Thought it was all good, a bond we could trust,

But the truth unfolded, turned into dust.

She called us backstabbers, fake friends in her eyes,

All the things she said, told me lies.

Eleven months later, the story's been told,

Broken hearts, and stories unfold.

No more tears for the backstabbers,

Standing tall, we’re no pretenders.

She’s mad, she’s calling names,

But we’re through with her games.

She’s spreading words, trying to blacken my name,

Using my past, playing her shame.

But my true love, Alex, is standing right here,

Correcting her words, wiping away the fear.

She’s bitter, she’s angry, but I won't apologize,

For loving who I love, for cutting ties.

She’s lost, she’s bitter, trying to bring me down,

But I’ve found my strength, I won't drown.

No more tears for the backstabbers,

Standing tall, we’re no pretenders.

She’s mad, she’s calling names,

But we’re through with her games.

Shit-talking, lies spreading wide,

But real friends stand by my side.

Names may change, but who I am remains,

Love and truth wash out the stains.

Jennifer, take your anger, let it fade,

Love is a choice we make, not a game to play.

We’re moving on, leaving pain behind,

True love’s in us, unwavering and kind.