The nights are long.
The days so sad.
Not knowing what we lost.
Not knowing what we had.
I think of you for hours.
Your lips I just cant kiss.
You're the one that I want.
You're the one that I'd miss.
Although we talk of friendship,
I always think of love.
Hoping we could have more,
Than just a friendly shove.
You tell me of your problems,
I listen for open ears.
I'd like to tell you mine,
But I'll always have fears.
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