Making Frinds

I looked at a girl. I knew her so well.
I wanted to have fun with her.
Laugh and play.

But I looked up and she was stolen.
She was with my enemy.
I never imagined.

She teared my eyes.
She tore my heart.
All week i saw them laugh and play.

Together, together, together they play.
I see them laugh all day.
I finally realize this is what she wants.

Not me, but that girl.
That girl that's so fair.
We're cousins I thought.

I thought we were there.
There for eachother and no one else.
But does that make scence i think to myself.

I want to be with her may be them both.
She might not be that bad.
She might be like me.
So they ask me to come with them.

What should i do? I'll give it a try.
My brother comes too.
That makes it easier to talk and to say.

Finally he leaves and i'm comfortable with them.
So we start haveing fun. We do stuff together.
We are now all friends. I like it that way. I like it much better.