Here I am once again.
My chin on the window.
My eyes staring out into the sky.
My mind blank one moment
And full of thought the next.
I hold secrets from both sides.
Afraid to reveal any to either side
For the fear of them loosing trust in me.
My freind confessed to me.
Her ex boyfriend told me what he
Thought of her.
He told me the same things he
Said he told her.
But those things will hurt
Her more if she found
Out that I knew them before hand.
None of this is the fault of
Either of them.
It is, well it is my fault.
I should not have made that wish.
But at that time it was the only
Thing I could think about
Because I was so hurt inside.
I saw them two that one night.
Together like a couple would be.
So in love with eachother that
It made me sick and want to
Throw up in thier lap or somewhere.
In my mind I was cursind and like
All jelous people would wonder,
"I would love to see how lond
The relationship will last."
And yes I made a wish.
A wish that said, "I wish they
Would break up."
And guess what happened?
They broke up at that summer
Of that same year they went out.
I did not know what to feel.
Should I be happy or sad?
I felt nothing really.
I just felt this emptyness.
But I will never confess that
Wish to anyone, well atlest not
To those two.