Third Wheel Poem by patrick o'shaughnessy

dont want to be the third wheel
i want you here with me
you'll never know the tears that fell
and i hope you'll never see

now your in his arms
he pulls you in tight
could have been me and you
it could have worked out right

i sit here in sorrow
thinking of things we could have done
so instead of being in the dumps
i could feel like i have won

i chose you a few weeks ago
over what i thought was love
but you have to see
i cant stray from whats above