Loved?

We met through friends,
And became friends.
But then, there was more,
He took my hand,
And I smiled at him.
I was shy,
And he was cute.
He had been beat,
And I had been pampered.
He had cried,
And I had cried.
I in his arms,
And he in mine,
We cried together.

Two broken worlds combined to make a new one.
And our world was based on a broken friend that we held together.
There were three in this love,
Not just two.
We shared our pain,
Our love,
And our friendship.
Still we were friends,
Still we had pain,
Still we were loved.

But then,
The friendship broke in two.
I stood alone,
And they together.
I in pain,
And they in love.

But,
I was caught up,
In the arms of family,
When they had none.
Then I saw,
What I could not before.
They were happy.
When before they were broken by pain,
Fear,
And hate.
But now joined by love,
Friendship,
And joy.

They were happy,
And I was happy for them.
But I still felt alone.
Family,
Yes They comfered me,
And yes they were loving,
But I was still alone.

I was no longer held,
Or comforted,
Nor was I truly loved.
Sure I had a family,
And friends,
But they didn't offer what I needed.
I needed what he had given.

Safe,
Strong,
Protecting arms,
That I could run to.
A non judging shoulder,
That I could cry on.
A safe heavan,
That was my own.
But now,
When I run,
The arms tell me to stand on my own.
When I cry,
When I'm judged,
And lectured.
When I try to blaze a new heavan,
They tell me,
I'll be hurt again.

So,
I stay alone,
I go to school,
I slip through life,
Without being seen,
Without love,
Without someone to hold,
And without saftey.

Lo!
I morn to have him back,
Both of them,
I do not care if they are together,
I wish to have nothing more,
Than my friends back.