The Second Place

She told me that we're friends forever, 
I thought it's bliss and not a chain, 
But all this seemed like having shambles, 
My glory wont gain, would remain the same

She told me it's the best place to be, 
By putting me in the bestfriend zone, 
It felt warm and cozy in the start, 
But then it didnt feel like a home

Everything I said, every quote I made, 
Was declined by saying I am not allowed, 
If this is the place that's zenith of love, 
Then why cant I speak without a doubt

She told me I am the one who cares, 
I was the one to heal her despair, 
The only person who can make her laugh, 
But not just someone she can love

The love I had was growing inside, 
I couldnt bear the pain, 
So then I told, 
About my love and the place I need

She told me that the place ain't mine, 
Assured that it wont ever be, 
The top mark was filled by a guy, 
A person in 6 years, never seen. 

The guy was abusive, 
Left her crying, 
But still she says 
"I wish he were mine" 

This fact she told, 
Hit me like truck, 
I couldnt do anything, 
Just curse my luck. 

I couldnt have bore the pain anymore, 
So I gave her choice to just 2 roads, 
One road was where I'd walk hand in hand, 
Other where she'd walk alone, my blood on hands, 

Not hard a choice that to you seems? 
What's tough in choosing one who means, 
The world to you, cant live without, 
She shot my heart without a doubt. 

She told in an instant to go away, 
I wont remain in cage, i swayed, 
So this is how I escaped friendzone, 
By not being someone to her anymore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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