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Tonight's the big dance

I walk silently behind my friends

And their boyfriends

By myself

I am the third wheel

Always tagging along

Feeling misplaced

Like I don't belong

I turn my head

As my friends and their loved ones kiss

So not to seem like I'm staring

I start to wander off

To try and seem interested

As if I'm not bored

Nor sad

But deep inside --

I am.

Alone.

By myself.

As I get farther away from my friends

And more lost in the crowd,

I see more couples

But I also see --

More third wheels.

Most seem distant and alone, though

Like myself

I wish to have nothing to do with them.

For I am the third wheel

The one everyone comes to

When their boyfriends is mad at them

When they miss their boyfriend

Or just when...

They're bored.

I'm fine with it

As are most third wheels like myself

We've grown accustomed to it.

Though we all aren't like this always.

For my love is somewhere else at the moment

Far from me

And we miss each other dearly

And until the day comes

That my love and boyfriend returns --

I'll just put on a fake smile

And try to enjoy being

The third wheel.