Q: so i like to write poetry, but im not sure if im any good.
would someone read this and tell me if its okay? and i want an honest answer, im not asking because im insecure, but because i really dont know.
A group of three friends is always a risk
because someone becomes the third wheel
and though I know that this is happening,
it almost seems surreal.
it can be really hard to hurt me,
but he was my Achilles’ heel.
All I want is to numb myself,
but I cant help but to feel.
I didn’t know you loved him
but, well, now I do.
and I didn’t think he liked you
but I guess it’s true
you’ve been there for me, always
but I love him, and you.
so although I'm really jealous,
I’m happy for you, too.
I never said I loved him
but I guess I was confused.
And I know us three were great
But pairs always come in two’s.
Life would be fine if we both got him
but I know he had to choose
so though I wish I could have won
I’d hate to see you lose.
