Third wheel.D-07

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I used to go to parties with my friends.

You used to go with yours.

But at some point they were the ones who came with us.

Now I understand why they kept saying they were third wheeling.

I understand because now I'm the third wheel.

It feels weird.

But it's okay.

They're happy and that's makes me happy too.

It reminds me of us.

It feels weird.

But it will be okay.

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