LOVING YOU AS A FRIEND

Loving you as a friend is the toughest thing to do. 

It doesn’t help that your lips look so good.

Being your advisor,

telling you what to do, showing 

you how to best love her 

when I am so into you. 

But time has passed and 

I’ve putting my emotions to death. 

I am taking my time to allow your love in my heart fade.

But it doesn’t help when you call me “dear”.

Because I process and translate it to emotions so dear. 

I think somethings are better when not mentioned. 

Like how I like the way you laugh,

the look in your eyes when you say “that’s fine”. 

I think that this is too heavy an emotion to have.

But I need to learn some

love ends at a junction.

I hate that I feel at home with you,

I hate that you make me laugh so hard. 

I hate my desires and how much I tell them to die.

I wish so badly for there to be another 

world where you and I get to be. 

Or one that I could at least ask if you

feel for me the way I feel for you.