Gentleman to Mentalman part 2

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It started with a message, “He likes you,” Two days thinking, then I said, “I do.” Had that crush since U.K.G., Never thought it'd turn into history. You came in smooth, gentleman disguise, I believed every word behind those eyes. Little did I know, somewhere down the line, Your “forever” would have an expiration time. You told my friends, “She is mine,” In every language, every time. Acting obsessed, acting so sure, Made me think this thing was something more. Hands held walking through the apartment lights, Everything felt easy, everything felt right. I introduced you to my whole damn crew, Thinking maybe I could trust you too. But there was one snake moving through the scene, Trying to stand between what we could've been. I warned you once, I told you twice, “Manya ain't someone you should trust in your life.” But I gave you trust, I gave you facts, Didn't know you'd turn around and send the chats. Screenshots flying, secrets exposed, Suddenly the whole thing changed its codes. She started ignoring me—okay, that's fine, Didn't lose sleep, didn't lose my mind. Then you thought I ignored you, I thought you did too, Funny how silence can split two. You said “she's mine”, now she's your HMG, Funny how fast your story changed on me. From “I never liked you” to “she set me up,” Bro, pick one story, you're messing it up. You thought I'd cry when you walked away, But I had better things to do that day. You lost a girl who would've stayed true, I lost somebody I already outgrew. Then came pookalam, same house, same place, Whole school around, but I knew that face. You called me backstage, I knew what was up, Then brought Manya along—yeah, that was enough. You knew we fought, you knew the history, Out of everybody, why her specifically? So I turned around, I went back home, Didn't need your drama, didn't need the show. Then the breakup came through a screen, Like everything before had never been. Words got sharp, pride got loud, Two people talking like they hated the crowd. “You got dumped by your best friend and your boyfriend too.” I laughed like, “And what exactly did that do?” You thought those words would break me apart, But neither one of you owned my heart. I said, “Were you gonna build my future? No.” “Were you gonna change my life? No.” So why would I sit around and fall apart Over two people who were never my whole heart? Then you switched the story, played your final card: “I never even liked you.” Okay, bro. That's hard. You said “she's mine”, now she's your HMG, Funny how fast your story changed on me. From “I never liked you” to “she set me up,” Bro, pick one story, you're messing it up. You thought I'd cry when you walked away, But I had better things to do that day. You lost a girl who would've stayed true, I lost somebody I already outgrew. “Typical guys after getting broken up,” Yeah, I said it straight, didn't give a— Then you said, “Manya's my HMG.” I said, “Do you even know what that means?” You said, “Are you jealous of my HMG?” Jealous? Jealous of what? Two clown emojis. Then silence. And honestly? That was the funniest ending you could've given me. I remember the beginning, I remember the end, Remember when you called yourself my friend. Remember the obsession, remember the claims, Remember how you put “mine” on my name. But somewhere between the hands and the lies, I started seeing through the disguise. Not every ending deserves tears, Some endings just make the picture clear. You and Manya can have your little scene, I won't interfere, I won't intervene. Keep your screenshots, keep your HMG, Keep whatever version makes you sleep peacefully. 'Cause I don't need revenge, don't need a fight, I just walked away and kept my life. You said “she's mine”, then changed your mind, Guess forever lasted a limited time. You said you never liked me—cool, that's fine, Then why were you obsessed with me all that time? You said Manya set you up, what a plot, Funny how your story keeps changing a lot. I don't need closure, I don't need proof, Your own words already showed me the truth. U.K.G. crush, seventh-grade chapter, Started with butterflies, ended with laughter. No tears, no begging, no “please come back,” Just two clown emojis and I left the chat. You thought you were the ending. You were just the plot twist. HMG? Yeah. Have More Growth. 🤡🔥