book of poems

A Bittersweet Bond

We were a trio tightly knit.
A trio akin to family
When it all changed
They fell for each other.
He confessed to her, she accepted.
Now they were together, and I was the third wheel.

I was the third wheel.
So, I feared that I would lose them both.
They assured me that nothing would change.
I didn’t believe them at first.
But then I watched and realised

I watched and realised.
We were still a family.
They were just meant to marry.
I was still important.

I was still important.
Nothing changed, I was happy.
Happier than I had ever been before.
For I had family at long last
Family that wouldn’t leave
All was well or so I thought.

Things changed yet again.
Her parents found out.
She had to leave.
We both broke but we still had each other or so I thought.
After all he had promised to stay
He promised and I believed him.

I believed him and the security stayed.
My fears of him leaving a thing of the past
My fears of him forgetting a thing of the past
My fears of him not caring a thing of the past
I believed him and perhaps that was my biggest mistake.
For no one had stayed before so why would he?

No one had stayed before so I feared.
I feared everyone would leave.
Whether they wanted to or not
For something would always happen
I feared so I tried leaving them, but I failed.
I was always drawn back to them.
like a moth to flame
Like iron to a magnet
Like a mouse to cheese
I could never leave.
For they were a part of me
An essential part of me
Thus, what transpired is ironic.

What transpired is ironic.
For how ironic is it that the one who kept trying to leave
Was the one who stayed.
For how ironic is it that the one who promised to never leave
Was the one who left.
The irony doesn’t end here.

The irony continues.
He promised he would never leave.
I promised that I would try my best to not leave.
He said nothing would happen.
I said something would happen.
He said we would last.
I said we wouldn’t.
He said she wasn’t the only connection we had.
I said she was the only connection we had.
He said he would stay.
I said he wouldn’t.

My biggest mistake was believing them.
Believing them when they said nothing would change.
Believing them when they said that they wouldn’t leave.
Believing them when they said we would work out.
My biggest mistake was believing people would stay.

As I write this poem
I feel no hatred towards them for I understand.
This change was nothing to do with their care for me.
But everything to do with their love for each other.
They loved me but they loved each other more.

They loved each other more.
For I was simply their best friend
But they were everything to each other.
They loved me but not enough.
I don’t hate them but I’m hurting.
I hope they come back.
For they’re the closest I have to family