Lifetime

I watch lifetime movies. Yeah, unfortunately I must. And the situations women get themselves in are full of greed and lust. It used to seem unrealistic, an understatement, I know. But I never thought that same woman that plays in all those shows, would turn out to be me. I'm more of a supportive friend role. Man, I can't believe I'm writing this poem, lifetime has really taken it's toll. So anyway, here's the problem, first ten minutes, I fell in love. He was perfect, beauty and brains, like an angel sent from above. Next thirty minutes, there's a new guy next door. He's a few years younger, kinda cute, but I can tell he likes me more. Halfway through the movie, I'm trying to simply be his friend. Perfect man is getting suspicious, leaving me with a relationship to mend. Guy next door and I are getting close, I'm starting to like them the same. Then perfect man catches us in a kiss and points his finger of blame. No, no, I'm not that far through the movie. I'm still stuck between the two. I think I like them both and my supportive friend sucks and I just... don't know what to do.