Love Triangle

You know
I used to like triangles before
This
They were sort of
Cool
Deathly hallows style
But guess who went and threw a new word in
L-O-V-E
What does it spell?
Heartbreak.

You see I'm no prize
To be competed for
I'm no gold disc hung from a champion's neck with a purple ribbon of blood, sweat, tears, success
If anything I'm a bronze that's been a little bruised
You see, nothing to be getting nasty over.

I'd like to carry on like this
Three musketeers
Three blind mice
I wonder what blinded those mice?
Maybe they chose to be blind
Maybe they're wiser than I
But you see
Three's a crowd
And love's a two player game
Or so you tell me

You also tell me
I don't need to chose
But tell me this:
What
Else
Am
I
Supposed
To
Do.

You know lately
I've preferred lines
Over triangles
Lines are what build other shapes
Build other things
Although I suppose they're nice on their own
Always got a direction
Two infinite points in time
Joined
Infinitely