Better Left Unsaid |✓

Monkey in the Middle

When I'm trying to take a look at him, you decide to block my way,
When my day is full of sunshine, you become the rainy day

Can't you see I'm happily talking to him, laughing, hair twirling and all,
When I'm summer, he's winter and you're just in the middle, and have to intervene as Fall!

Then he talks to me, clearly getting my attention, but hey would you look at that!
You have to go ahead and change the topic, leaving me with no eyelashes to bat

Finally you get up from your place from across the table, finally away from me,
A happy grin spreads across his face which soon disappears as we see

That you instead take a seat in the one right next to me,
And there you go- we were the ultimate three
So once again I tried desperately, to once again catch his eye,
But of course you thought I was talking to you, no matter how hard I tried

I bent over your shoulder to look at my love and wave a final goodbye,
But to my dismay, the chair was empty so of course it was you who waved and smiled.
~Via

Being THE third wheel must feel horribly lonely, but BEING third wheeled is just plain awkward.

You have to really struggle the urge to not punch the third wheel in the face. It's sad.
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~Livi❤