Are we destined to be friends or are we so much more?
The question I ask myself as we fight through this tug-of-war
Trying to blind my eyes to the fact that we can never be
I belong to her and you belong to he
As we…….analyze
Stop ourselves and apologize
What can I do when all I do is think about holding you?
Wanting and longing to do all the things those lovers do
I know from your poetic words that he is your valentines
But you know his love not better than mines
I often wonder would things be the same
If I would have came before you knew his name
Would you have went for the man in me
A ring, proposal, and a family
Or is it just a fantasy
Doomed to never be reality
I know you got love for him just like I got love for her
But it seems like when we connect all that love becomes a blur
And we get all engulfed in us
Breaking vows and destroying trust
Getting all freaky……freaky
Knowing it’s not the real us to be acting sneaky
So we feel bad with emotions of being sad
Because we want to be as we are but not destroy the good things we have
Just know I love you and that is to no ends
Rather we are more than forever or just forever friends