I can’t believe myself sometimes
am I seriously about to risk
all the wonderful times we’ve had
to be more than just friends?
what’s so bad about that, anyway?
I mean, friends really are great.
Please stop making me fall,
stop making me think this is fate…
I found out yesterday, that
we were born in the same hospital…
thousands of miles away,
twenty two years before my fall…
serendipity, whatever that means?
or just best friends,
bound by total understanding?
Damn it! i don’t even curse,
but right now, i can’t stand this!
this desire is scaring me to death
& eating me alive, it is!
I should be worrying right now,
i have so much to think about,
so why am i dreaming about us?
Why can’t I make myself get out…
You’ll never find another girl like me,
& you know that’s true.
I know you backwards & forwards,
I know all the little things you do…
I half want to just sell all that i have,
& fly to where you are.
But what a silly little plan,
as silly as wishing on a star.
How could a star answer my wish?
Why do I still blow dandelion seeds?
what makes 11:11 so special?
& Why didn’t I let you fall in love with me?