Dear Friend of Boyfriend, Cut the Crap. Love, the Girlfriend.

I rant in poetic fashions.

The arrogance

Oozes off of his smug figure

In the most sickening of ways

Every single time he

Opens his mouth

The condescending attitude

Reflects off those

Beady pupils

While he regards me internally

As less of a person

And more of 

"his friend's girlfriend"

Just "the girlfriend"

Included in activities

Less out of courteous invitation

And more out of obligation

Due to expectation

Since when did the choice

To date someone

Suddenly decrease

The status of my

Individuality?

Oh, how much I would absolutely

Love

To wipe the smirk off this swine's face

Every single time I have to listen

To be a witness

To endure

His putrid nature