He's my friend.
He has been for a while,
And every time I talk to him,
On my face appears a smile.
He makes me feel special.
And that's new to me.
He's just as nice as a guy can be.
I love how his eyes Can see into my soul.
I can believe every word He's ever told.
If he's so perfect Why doesn't he know?
The beating of my heart Should tell him so.
The way my eyes light up When he sits with me.
Should be a clue If only he could see.
It confuses me.I can't like him, he's my friend
But the truth is,I'll love him till the end.
Why can't he tell?!
I mean, I'm giving him clues
I just hope one day
He will understand
I just hope one day
He'll hold my hand...
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