| There was
a time; where we could gaze across a room and smile. I would know what you were thinking; you that I was flirting. Such treasured times; as friends… just friends. How does “friends” become such a hard word to say? How emotions turn to a longing, I don’t know. There was a time; you would search the room to meet my gaze. Rewarded it would be with an affectionate wink or wave. Such treasured times; as friends… just friends. How the strength to with hold my love is fading? But… friends are we; forever as time in this life is flying. There was a time; we exchanged “I love you’s” sincerely. It warmed the heart to know someone cared, someone loved. Such treasured times: as friends… just friends. How does destiny bind a pair so far apart? How else can it be, I love you and you love him. There was a time; we would pass notes to each other like children. I shared your every thought; and you knew all of mine. Such treasured times; as friends… just friends. How deep your presence has barrowed into my heart? “Friends” is such an unfitting word to describe what we are. There was a time; where my mind was confused of where I wanted to be. My hand belonged to one, while my heart belonged to you. Such treasured times; as friends… just friends. How can we be “just friends”, can we at least call it special? Better yet, let’s make a date; to meet at the life of next. |
| By : Thys Groesbeek |