This is a friendship that's been long and true,
Maybe my failings with love is due to you,
Hurting deep, like a lions prey,
All I do is listen to what you say,
For my pain this is an instant cure,
My corupted thoughts now become pure.
The more I think back to the first day,
It's always my cure, whatever you say,
So what do you have, what's your power,
That mends my heart when it turned so sour?
Is this the love of a friend or something much more?
Should I talk to you about it? Of this I'm unsure.
For a friend like you would be criminal to lose,
If I confessed then which route would you choose?
Are you a friend or a lover? Now I'm confused.
Perhaps just a friend that constently feels used.
Or maybe a potential lover that's feeling abused?
I know I've been hurt of late so I'll give it time,
To lose you if you feel the same would be a crime,
You've even made me revert back to bloody rhyme!