Sitting on the sidelines

Wondering what we did wrong

For them not to love us

For our hearts to be stuck

Fingers fly up to trace your lips

As soon as we round the corner

They don’t notice, busy with their kiss

But I can tell you kinda wish you were him

I’ve known him longer

Yet I’m the girl he calls “friend”

It’s a little bit funny how we are both longing

For two people caught in the same relationship