We never intended to be friends,
You know it just happened.
Each time you were with me,
I looked at him again and again,
My eyes wet in supplication – asking him to slow down and prevent you from leaving.
Each time you left,
I stared at him again – this time with blame and anger.
He had not heeded my request.
Each time I waited for you,
My heart beating like a drum,
I pleaded to him, asking him to hasten, move forward quickly.. before I died of anxiety.
As I waited for you, or lay in your arms, or saw you leave – my eyes always met his.
And that’s how we became best friends – me and the clock on the wall.
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