Just A Friend

It seems I'm here again, where the first situation began. I guess it'll never end. I look to the sky. I start to wonder why. It seems like I'm letting life pass me by. She's supposed to be a friend. I look down at my hands. Inside I'm knowing it's started again. I can't let go. These feelings I know, are coming back so, I might as well let them flow. Into my heart they plow. At first I didn't want her, but now. As tI'me flies, I realized. She's there when I need her and I'm there for her too. She's sticked through hard tI'mes and I make her heart chI'me. But I've told myself before, and I've tried to ignore. But these feelings are here. And they're here to stay. It's finally tI'me to accept that from you I want more. I'll finally cross the line. Then everything will be just fine.