Cursed

And so it happens all over again,
I love you; we are best friends.
It seems that nothing can break our tie,
but there is a chink that might defy.
You have a crush, he is our friend,
but there is a problem that I cant mend.
You like him but he likes me,
so it becomes a twisted story of three.
He's felt for me for over a year,
and will continue for longer you fear.
He sees you as a friend, nothing more,
and looks at me with feelings you wish for.
I feel for him as he feels for you,
and i wish there was something that I could do.
I feel at fault, like I'm to blame,
for again making you feel such pain.
For this situation has happened before,
it was my boyfriend who you longed for.
I knew not of your feelings for him,
until after the relationship did begin.
You held a grudge, but understood,
and our friendship survived-everything was good.
But now that it's happened once again,
I feel there is a curse against you and men.
You know that I don't return his means,
but it still must be hard to want him, who wants me.
I hate how it is and wish the story could be,
that he wanted you and you both could be happy.
I never wanted any of this to happen to you,
and you forgiving me makes me feel worse too.
All I can say is i hope the curse ends,
And that no more pain befalls my best friend.