We were fine.
Just the three of us.
Making each other smile, laugh and just having fun.
We were fine.
In our little triangle.
Joking around with each other,
We were fine.
But then feelings got in the way.
Feelings, that just can't dissappear.
Feelings, will always be there.
And I hate it.
I loved him,
But he loves her.
And that's fine.
Because my feelings will just fade away.
It's fine,
I'm fine.
No one needs a third wheel.
But everyone wants a third wheel.
And when they don't want it anymore,
When it's no longer needed- wanted.
They'll just throw it away.
Abandoning it.
Even if they didn't notice it.
You'd throw me away.
Without knowing you did,
It hurts me.
It hurts me, so, so.. much.
But that's fine.
It's fine.
Because everything will be fine.
I just want to make the both of you smile,
Laugh,
And just have a fun time.
But I guess I'm not as special anymore.
There's no space for me,
Because it's already taken.
Even if she no longer loves him, the space will always be taken.
There's no more for me.
No more, for me.
But that's fine.
Because I'm just being over dramatic,
A little too emotional-
IT'S FINE.
It's fine.
Everything's fine.
Even if I'm not longer needed,
At least I'm wanted.
At least,
Just, at. Least.
I'm not too forgotten.
[233 words]
(I'm sorry for not posting very much, I've been procrastinating a bit and yes, I guess you could take it as a little vent.)
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