It’s funny that
The three words you fear
Are the very words
I long to hear
From the very lips
That Gods infinite grace
Planted on your caramel face

It’s funny that
To me your happiness is worth
Helping you on your epic search
Half across the Universe
To find the girl that isn’t me
You’ll spend your whole eternity
Loving her but never me

It’s funny that
We’re so much alike
You’d think we had telepathic powers
But I lay here on my bed wondering
What you’re thinking of for hours
Hoping that I’m on your mind
As much as you, yourself are on mine
Which of course
Is all the time

It’s funny that
The line between
What friendship is and what love means
Is small enough to make me scream
So small it’s virtually unseen
So of course I’ll never know
Unless you want it to be shown
For friendships come and friendships go
But love, for me is evergreen
But what do I know?
I’m only fifteen