Standing there with a bright smile
With un meaningful eyes
He spoke soft words.
Words that are never easy to say
But he said them.

"I love you,"
A friend is what I am,
It is all I will ever be.

So tell me,
Why does he throw those words around?
While I look at only him,
I breathe only him,
I laugh only him,
Only him.

I long for the days he will look at me
For the days his heart will sway and break
At the mere sight of me

I wait here
With a hurt expression as I watch his heart get taken away.
That new classmate of his,
Will he treat him the way I would have treated him?

"I love you,"
He said with a tone of love, friendly love,
Not the love I wanted.

I'll cry and whine,
For the wrong reasons.
Scream and kick,
At the wrong people.
Laugh and smile,
For him.

A few weeks have passed,
He hasn't been around.
There are some weird marks covering his body.
His face,
His eyes,
His heart.

He messaged me yesterday,
Saying we should meet up.
He misses hanging out.
I won't hold on anymore.

"I love you,"
I said it unexpectedly,
And he cried.

I'm turning thirty-five soon.
I should be happy,
I should be out having a drink.
Surrounded by balloons and streamers.

It's his wedding day.

He walks down the aisle,
A navy blue suit covers