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2+1=3 – But Not Always
It’s like a stabbing pain of longing
Not quite jealousy
At least, not the dangerous kind
Maybe it’s because I no longer have a one and only
Maybe because three is an odd number
Like a tricycle
And tricycles are outgrown at some point
Or another
When I began to realize that this was too good to be true
Why did I doubt it?
I’m feeling the pain of reality now
It was beautiful while it lasted
It always will be
Even though I am nothing more
Than the third wheel
© LJ Rodriguez 2009
