The Third Wheel

Love is a dangerous word. As much as it has ended battles, it has started wars.As much as it has healed pain, it has caused agony.As much as it has ended hate, it has created loathing.I fell in love. A kind of love that I would live and die for. A kind of love that I would forsake who I was to obtain it. I was one of the believers until I wasn't anymore.I trusted too easily, I fell too quickly, and I loved... oh, I loved too deeply.However, there was one thing I was excellent at...