I reach out to grab your hand
You smile and squeeze mine.
I try to find your other hand.
And there's she holding it.
Venom rises up my throat
As revulsion courses through me.
The incarnation of treachery stands.
I'm not jealous...
I won't break your friendship.
I just loosen my arm and leave.
And her hands take my place.
I watch from afar...
It's not love which hurts always...
Sometimes friendships do.

It's very difficult to share your friend with someone who deceived you...Dedicated to one such friend... phoenix_MB23