And as she trailed off behind them, she felt as if she was an outsider looking in.she couldn't help but notice how happy they were laughing and chatting.while she trailed behind looking in.why couldn't she be more like them. be the one thats being looked at instead of being the one looking in. have something so special and amazing, be able to trust someone and love someone as much as they love and trust each other. have a best friend that did last for ever.why couldn't she be so lucky?as she loved them so, she could never share that special thing with them, that thing that they shared with each other.why cant that be her? she would always be the 3rd wheel, always the outsider the one looking in always trailing off behind them.
