"He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came..."
I'm caught in the middle once more.
Or so it feels to me. I'm not mentioning names, that's rude.
But I need to vent somehow, somewhere.
I'm crying because I have three sets of best friends right?
Don't ask, I just put them in sets of two. It's bad enough that
I have two best friends who like each other, but can't be together.
Because life is just funny that way sometimes, it gets in the way.
That's awkward enough, being in the middle, seeing as I love them both.
I mean, I'm lucky and they both like each other, so I don't have to pick sides.
But, one of the friends from the set above likes my best friend. My very best friend who doesn't have a set. xD 'Cause he's epic like that, kay? Kay. Well, one of the friends from above likes him. And he's in a relationship right now, and he doesn't like her in the same way. I feel so torn in what to do, who to comfort, who to side with. I mean, this is harder than a breakup between friends. At least then you can point the blame at whatever or whomever caused the breakup. And when two people like each other, or only one likes the other, you can't blame the heart. We don't choose who we love.
And honestly, I'm not crying because I can't pick, or that this is so hard. I'm crying because I'm never picked. I've never been one of those friends. I've never had them like me. And in a way, it makes me feel unloved, I mean I'm already caught between, why should they care how I feel? Even for a moment, why should they act like they care how I feel, or am? The answer is, they just should, but they don't.
I'm hurt because I DO feel second best, and I'm hurt because I know I am, and always will be. Because I'm never the one picked first, I'm never the one anyone falls in love with....
