I look at you,

You look at her,

She looks at me,

Happy we’ll be,

For love is free…

You say that love is like a wave

meant to be free,

and I agree,

Do you love her?

Do you love me?

She’s just a friend, was just a fling

and love is free

do you agree?

Don’t be so blue,

I still love you.

You’re kneeling with a ring or two,

“Darlings, say you’ll accept to be,

in a relationship with me,

open relationship, agree?”

I look at her,

She looks at me,

Then, tenderly,

She’s choosing me

Instead of you.

“Hey, that’s not fair, we were

a happy throuple - you both, me,

and love was free!”

We’re walking closely, hand in hand,

I’m looking down all this time while

She whispers in my ear “goodbye”

I wave and smile.

Well, love is free,

And I agree!

But, for myself,

Triangles are

Not meant to be!