I love you but you don’t love me.
You’re my best friend and I’m yours.
We met in fourth grade.
You were so nice from the very beginning.
I fell for you that very day
But I was too young to realize.
Years went by but I still
Didn’t acknowledge it.
Then we hit middle school.
Those were rough years.
The teasing and picking came
But we both ran from it.
It eventually got the
Better of you and
We went from best friends
To complete strangers with memories.
This caused me to shed tears.
Eighth grade came around and
I dated your new best friend
While you dated mine.
Man, did we both go for a ride!
High school rolled around.
You were there
When I fell three times in a row
The next year I fell in love again.
You warned me against it
Though I didn’t understand.
A few weeks later that person
Stomped me out
And you were still there.
I pretend I don’t care for you
But sometimes forget and
It slips out, bit
I get lucky, and
You never notice.
I can’t imagine losing
A friend as great as you again.
So I bide my time
And even if you do like me
I would have to turn you away
And you would know why…
