More than friends...

 

Unhealthy and unclean are my thoughts,

When I watch you walk around in those shorts…

 

To say that I’ve never felt this way before would be a lie,

But my feelings for you change as the days goes by…

 

Every year I call you that best friend of mine,

But this year I want you to be my valentine…

 

I know you’re my best friend ,

But that’s not the way I want it to end…

 

I’m not sure I know how to ask you out,

You might kiss me or you might yell and shout…

 

But I can’t keep these feelings inside anymore,

The pressure is building up like inside a volcanoes core…

 

No one understands me  like you do,

And you know it’s the same for you too…

 

But it would be a bloody mess,

If you don’t say yes,

Later things would be as awkward as dancing without a dress…

 

Its like beer,

You know its not gonna get you all that high,

But you like drinking it,

And you don’t know why…

 

I’m standing on a high wall,

Either way I’m gonna fall…

 

Cause if I ask you, we might not be friends anymore,

But if I don’t my heart will go sore…

 

But what if your feeling just like me,

Suffering from the same melancholy,

And you don’t know what to do….

 

But then we will never know,

Until that question at you I throw…

 

I wish me luck,

Cause I want you to be with me in the end,

Be more than just a friend…..