Something called Love

About a girl who has in love with her bestfriends boyfriends (poem)

I think I need you.

Sometimes I love you

Other times it's hate.

You lure me in with bait,

then dump me for another fish.

She may be your happy dinner dish,

But I will always love you.



If you knew how I felt

You would turn around,

And hold me in your arms.



You are my bestfriend.

So I let you take him.

You say that we are perfect for each other,

But I know you still like him.



I love you both.

I don't want to pick.

Cant we all be happy?

This is something called love.