Lover

What brought you together
Sort of…
Pushed me aside
I’ve been limping along
A kink in your stride.
Always aware
That two’s a pair
And I’m the third wheel
In need of repair.
A mutual gooseberry
But sweeter,
I think.
Always handy,
for a lift,
Or a drink.
And your lover’s sun’s
An eclipse in the sky
Honey,
Friendship’s forever.
Lovers will die.