Triangles, triangles

September 23, 2009 § 7 Comments

He loved her. Then he thought he didn’t. He met a new girl. He thought he was in love with her. But he wasn’t. Old girl cried. He went back to her. New one cried. He came back to her. Then he met another girl. he thought he was in love with her. And the circle continued.
His friend stayed behind and picked up the pieces. Old girl came and cried on his shoulder. He was in love with her. But he couldn’t tell her. He consoled her. He watched her fall. But he couldn’t warn her. He was a friend first, lover later.
She thought she was in love with him. But he broke her heart. Each time she thought he was gone, he came back. She cried in front of his friend. She fell for the friend. But he never said a word. She cried for the love never shared. He thought she cries for lost love. She stayed with old guy for she wanted to keep the friend. But friend never noticed.

He falls in love every month. Friend watches her and cries over love he never had. She mourns for love she can’t have.

This is the story of life.


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