Her Loser Guy Friend

Her Loser Guy Friend

A Poem by Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe
"

Friend zoned and in love. He wants this woman to see him.......

"

 

"Now you're confessing, but I'm still guessing

I've been your fool for so, so long......."

            - Huey Lewis & The News,  "If This is It"

 

Her Loser Guy Friend

 

 by Bridgey "You'reLikeMyLittleBrother" Crewe

 

 

 

I'm in love with someone

who's ridiculously blind

Not Stevie Wonder-like

Though sometimes I really wonder,

might she need a cane & canine

Cause I can't explain why from all these signs

and blinking turn signals down

this ONE WAY street of mine...

my street, she still forgoes

 

I'm in love with my best friend

 

And lord knows that with my intentions when mixed

With possibly destroying our friendship

I would need some holy intervention

That's extraordinarily divine

The kind that would open her eyes up to me understanding that

 All we all really want, is to be happy!

 

To find someone who can kiss our morning face when we are barely awake, with developing crow’s feet, dry skin and hair going in all directions, snoring and morning breathe resembling road kill on a hot intersection, and with our barely open, blood-shot and terribly swollen eyes, to find someone who can look into those eyes, and with genuine love, and personal pride...

still KISS US

 

 

I'm staring that type of understanding directly at her

But she's not even facing us

So face it, I must accept that I'm just....

Her Loser Guy Friend

The non-threatening, go-to-man

Resident of her friend zone

The male perspective adviser to her

When she's dealing with Mr. Wrong


The broad shouldered pillow,  

 Pathetic, platonic love,

The recipient of the oh so dreaded

                    "Separated pelvic hug"


The comforter, the doormat

The place-holder for another,

Dick-less omega

who's good enough to love

But not as a lover

 

I'm the amazing safe haven

For her precious feelings to stay in,  

The 'sleep in the same bed

gentleman lame'

Who wants her

but she doesn't feel the same

 

When she gives Mr. Wrong

The heart that should be mine

I'm right there

 

When Mr. Wrong breaks that heart

For the millionth time

I'm right there

 
When those so called friends of hers

Were whispering rumors

I was right there

 

When she called to tell me her father

Developed an inoperable tumor

I was right there

 

I was there for the pearly white smiles

And I was there for the pouty lip frowns

And as far as I'm concerned,

I will co-pilot all of her ups and downs

 

I just wish her sexual vision of me

was 20/20


She so blind, it's asinine really,

But I'm willing to patiently wait

And even if at the end of the

World's calendar dates and

My undying love never reciprocates...

 

I will be the Bestest Loser Guy Friend she's ever had!

 

I'm not her friend because

               I'm in love with her

I'm her Loser Guy Friend

    Simply because I love her

 

I just wish she could see me

© 2013 Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe


Author's Note

Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe
This is a prequel to "I Can See Her(Punch Drunk Love)". I'm not sure as to why how it came about, but I think this is me(and in Punch Drunk) probably at the deepest part of myself.

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I get you here, after all I am the Queen of the friend zone...wanna be my King?....lol
I really like this Bridge you cooked this one nicely. I felt the tug of war in the poem.
The desire to talk to her for hours, to be there for her, to hold her as more then a
friend. Rather then comforting her as you both fall asleep and she's awoken the next
morning by a phone call from her boyfriend. All this is happening while your praying she
sees that your staring at her a bit longer then usual, touching her more and she's so
blind to the fact that you want her......and I get it so nice Bridge can I steal your line right
quick?...............ENTER THE LIBRARY!!!



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aw.... it's like "ducky" - in that 1980s movie I can't remember the name to...

eventually we all realize we loved you too - but we were too blind to go there...

sadly

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Posted 14 Years Ago


Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe

8 Years Ago

It was Pretty in Pink.
Oh this is so sadly devastating.. and happens all too often unfortunately! That you could be such a shoulder.. such a great friend though is very heartfelt.. as many walk away as that loser friend feeling hurt and crushed. I applaud you for sticking it out in your friendship and who knows maybe her vision will change one day and she will see things.. don't live for it but you just never know! Love the honesty in this writing and I think too many can actually relate to this frustration.. Thank you so much for sharing!!! =)

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Posted 14 Years Ago


Thats soo deep.. perhaps the friend zone will have a future escape clause and upgrade... you painted the picture of vexed emotions well..

Excellent write and I feel your pain bro

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Posted 14 Years Ago


"Separated pelvic hug..." (I like this line!!)
This poem is incredibly reminiscent of my own life; it adequately describes those awkward emotions that harangue us constantly and executes this in a brilliant manner.

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Posted 14 Years Ago


One thing for certain...that gal is missing out on one good deal! This is jam packed with emotion and raw, straight up confessions from the heart of hearts of love! Does she really know what shes missing....wow, too bad!
This is one powerful write with so many revelations of just how it really is when one has to "play second fiddle"! Those strings just zing the wrong way!!
Great job!!
Sheila

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Posted 14 Years Ago


I'm glad you sent me this read request. I really liked this piece.
It is pieces like this that make me really feel for the underdog, nice guy who finishes last. There was a lot of visual things to take in; I liked the aesthetics with the colors, size, and fonts in adding emphasis and keeping the eyes interested. This is something I would really like to see performed as a "spoken word" piece. It flows very nicely and I like the play-on-words you used here and there.

Overall, very well done.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


I will be the bestest Loser Male Friend she's ever had! Didn't Chucky from the Rug Rats say this once? On a serious note however longing and desire of this nature is a busy monster devouring us whole, eating away at out spirits on a daily basis. You get so close only to find you slide right back down the throat of the beast we call "just friends," and not always due to any fault of our own. Sometimes circumstances just don't allow for anything more to be possible and it is truly heartbreaking. You can see the person you have incredible feelings for and they are either taken or just out of reach and all you can do is be the best friend possible, in some cases they get more love from you then the one they are with or the one they want. It's never easy but there is a drive behind it and you can't stop, always with the hope in the back of your mind perhaps today things will change. I feel this poem and live it, and as far as I am concerned to love someone like that never makes us a loser at all, but it does make for the "bestest friend ever. " This is a really moving piece in just abut hundred ways. Thanks for the read request!

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Posted 15 Years Ago


Ya I can so feel this, I am always a str8 friend to like everybody an they never look my way any other way. I like this a lot!!!!

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This is great. Great, great. I love that you admit this, and there is so much evidence of true love, and true feeling. Its very feeling, and I understand that. Ive been on the blind end of this, and one day she will see, and when she does, she will thank her lucky stars, sometimes, it takes us awhile.
This is beautiful.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


=) That's all I'm going to volunteer.

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