Here's a little poem I wrote.
Third Wheel
Us three together
Inseparable
United as one
Willing to do anything
For each other
But there are times
when I'm the odd man out
It's not deliberate on their part
It's just,
they get so caught up
with each other
That they forget
I am here too
When I remind them
I see
Embarrassment at being caught
Guilt for ignoring me
Annoyance at being interrupted
I let them know I understand
What I feel for them is
A brother's love
What they feel for me is
A brother's love
But what they feel for each other
Is a fire
a passion
Powerful, intense
So sometimes
I am the third wheel
But I don't mind
As long as they are happy
That is what matters.
Well, what did you think?