It seems weird now
when I give you a hug
and wish to kiss your lips.
I can't wait until you hold me,
tight in your arms.
You swing me around,
like you haven't seen me
in years.
Every love song I sing,
I have you in my mind.
I don't care
what no one will have to say.
I only care
what you think.
The problem is,
I don't know what you think.
Do I read more
into the hug you give me?
When you hold me?
When you look at me?
I feel something,
when you're alone with me.
My good friend,
tell me,
how do you feel? |
Submission Name: My Good Friend
