If Life Was Like a Poem

They'll Never Know the Truth

the closer we become emotionally

the farther I feel from you physically

I can start to see the distance multiply

the miles spreading and gaining each in their length

why must you be so far

why must your hugs come from my thoughts alone

yet

you are the first thing I think of

when I wake

and before I fall asleep

is it the same for you

the closer we become emotionally

the farther you feel from me physically?

my friends don't understand

they don't get what you mean to me

you're my best friend

and they laugh when I say that

"if you only knew" I reply

and they simply roll their eyes

I've tried to explain to them

to pound understanding into their minds

but they're closed with a padlock

then again you know me more than they ever have

more than they ever will

you know the real me

while I pretend to be someone else in front of them

they aren't worth my real thoughts like you are

like our talks are

so I let them tease

for they'll never know the truth

about me and you