We started out as friends
Jokes here and there
But no indication he wanted more
Started holding my hand, his hand on my thigh
Arm around my shoulder, kisses on the forehead
Said many times before he doesn't do relationships
So what does this mean
He puts his arm around my waist
Holds me to him tight
I start to catch feelings but how does he feel
The friend group's more important don't want to mess it up
Hugging me from behind, picking me up
I wish he would make a move but I have to remember
The friend group's more important
YOU ARE READING
What's left of me
PoetryPoems written by me, mainly about my life and experiences. This is my first attempt at poetry so sorry if it sucks. *I write when I get inspiration so updates will be sporadic*
