Making Love To A Friend |
You were always so perfect to me, so soft and gentle, cherishing you instantly, without a second glance, I never distrusted those eyes, that lied to me continuously, I promised you I'd always try, but slowly you were losing me. I would always have given you anything, just to keep your interest, stopping my heart from remembering, all the pain you caused, I never pulled away from that kiss, that held a painful hint of truth, Maybe you'd be too hard to miss, so I said I was still in love with you. I wanted more than just the infatuation, that you found in me. You said love was only a distraction, that you really didn't need, so I cried myself to sleep, knowing the times we shared must end. You couldn't let emotion run deep, you said you made love to me, as a friend. But eventually, my love, friendships fade, too, and I can't make love and walk away, pretending I don't love you. Never once did I push you away, but everything comes to end, so all that's left to say, is goodbye, I loved loving you, my friend. |
Friday, March 11, 2011
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