This poem was written by my friend from school, Jonathon Murphy, who has just recently broken up with his girlfriend and decided to write a poem about it. It took him an hour and a half so I think it deserves to be published. Hope you like it, please post your comments.

Ode to Siobhan

Siobhan we've had our ups and downs,
Our smiles, laughter, tears and frowns,
But now we're over, finished, through,
Lets look at our history from my point of view.

Let us go back to good old year 8,
Where your stories would severely sedate
Me and everyone to a state of snoring
Siobhan your tales were really quite boring!

But I stuck with you until year 9,
If I remember correctly it was about this time
That I realised your company wasn't that bad
I recall everyone else simply thought I was mad!

So in that year a friendship was born,
A far cry from the recent resentment  and scorn
If only they could see us today
What would those good friends from year 9 say?

In year 10 things started to get serious
And my friends still thought I was delirious!
Sitting with you every day on the bus
Was when I knew I wanted "me and you" to be an "us."

December '03 we got into a groove
And it was then I was first thinking of making my move.
But all of a sudden I was stricken with grief
You had only just gone and jetted off to Tenerife!

Then you returned and we went into town
I felt if I asked you here you would turn me down
However I left feeling rather quite smug
After our cool (but awkward) Christmas hug.

A new year beckoned, another chance for
Our friendship to blossom into something more.
Unfortunately this was not the case
As a horrible rumour came in its place.

This rumour almost ruined my life
I couldn't sleep, and my head was rife
With mass paranoia over you and Phill
If you fancied him, I would have surely died from being so ill!

But then Phill started flirting with Jenny
And it was only then the oversized penny
Dropped and you knew you needed a man more trustworthy
I still remember thinking "please let it be me!"

The next hurdle I had to get over
Was as big as a giant supernova
The rumour had again reared its ugly head
For some brief horrible moments I wished I was dead.

Then I decided enough was enough
So summoning my courage and acting tough
I boldly asked you out to play sport
You just walked off and it was over I thought

But there was one factor I had managed to overlook
The trip to Rome, and if I took
My chance here, I thought with a smirk on my face,
When it's all over she'll be round at my place.

The whole trip was like a dream come true
And of course this was mostly down to you
It mustn't of been easy when I put you on the spot,
But as soon as we touched me & you were red hot!

When we got back to school my so-called friends's
Insults about you were driving me round the bend!
Their stinging comments certainly hurt a bit
But in my heart of hearts I knew you were worth it.

Up until half-term things were going great
We were all over each other--but wait
On your face I could sense a frown
Then the whole thing came tumbling down.

A stupid "joke" brought things to a head
When you were planning it you should've thought ahead
To what kind of impact it could make
Especially with so much at stake.

The next day at school my hopes were riding,
On sorting things out but you went into hiding.
I would've expected better from you
You blame me for chasing you--what was I to do?

If only you had just spoken to my face
You should've just taken me to a quiet place
And said "Jonathon I don't want to go out with you any more."
It would've avoided this stupid encore.

But getting Woolley to tell me wasn't too bright
And I don't know why you were thinking I was looking for a fight.
If you'd have told me it would have been OK
I'd have accepted that and gone my separate way.

So as you read this I beg with elation
Please just allow me one conversation
And no groups of People in their twenties and tens,
Of course I want us still to be friends!