There's this boy that I'd like to call mine
even if it takes time.
I've written poem after poem about him,
but none can describe my feelings from within.
So here I try again;
if only he would know by then.
He has that smile that could make me
feel like I've been walking cloud nine for miles.
Eyes that shine brighter than the night sky.
But could this be a lie?
it's slowly revealing
to the point where tears no longer shed
and words dance on a thin thread;
For I have fallen in love with my best friend
But is it really love or is it lust?
When he's the one whom I trust.
The one that shares his dark secrets with me
pushing each other through the unhappy.
We write letters to each other
Of words too hard to utter.
and through this, I fell all the more for my friend
But can I really do anything in the end?
Because I don't want to lose my best friend