We were friends from seconed period <br />Two different people with two different lives, she was someone I laughed and joked with someone in which I built a bond that couldn't be broken, she had a person who held her heart, but it was not love or companionship I was looking for <br />Little did I know that what would happen between us, would put me in an akward position, like someone doing yoga for the first time, we ended up kissing and for the first time I shared something so passionate, so beautiful <br />I finally knew what it felt like to be wanted, even though she had a boyfriend I didn't care, for the first time I wasn't so scared, so uptight, so pathetic <br />I felt so weird but so good, so happy, so relaxed, once we finished it became clear it would never happen again <br />I was now a has-been, a mere knotch on her bedpost, she was my first kiss, the first girl I ever had feelings for <br />But I came to realize that what we had was nothing more than a fling <br />As our friendship dwindled she put my heart on a shelf, I want her to be mine <br />But she belongs to someone else<br /><br />Wesley Parker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-belongs-to-someone-else/
