Look in my eyes

Make it so very clear

Because somehow

I fear

I’ve misheard you

                Misread you

                                Misunderstood

                Your intentions

                                Does this mean as much as I hope?

                Perhaps it should not

Because I desire friendship—

                Long-term trust and appreciation—

Not infatuation,

                Sudden passion and desire

                And rushing and fire

                To be used up and thrown away

In the trash like vomit

                Too quickly

So instead I hope it means what it should

I hope it means you love me

            As a friend.