We enjoy each others company <br />but for the most part, we avoid it. <br />We pretend there is nothing there. <br />We're just friends. <br />Every time we meet, it's awkward at first. <br />We check our guard and put up the walls. <br />We're just friends that's all. <br />We call each other on the phone, <br />and always have a good excuse for doing so. <br />Do friends need an excuse? <br />You remind me that 'We must be careful', <br />'We can't go there', you say. <br />The rules have been set, <br />and we live by them. <br /> <br />We sit and talk for hours, <br />two sets of blue eyes interlocked <br />and neither turns away. <br />I hang on your every word. <br />Your simple presence in a room, <br />gives my life a purpose. <br />Add your voice and a smile, <br />and I melt away. <br />The thought of you touching me <br />makes my body scream out with yearning. <br />But we're just friends, right? <br />Why do I feel it's more? <br />Are we in self-inflicted denial? <br />Our past hurts have made us so afraid, <br />We'd rather be lonely than to take that chance again. <br /> <br />I wish I could tell you how I really feel inside. <br />That I'd be willing to take that chance <br />To be more than just your friend. <br />I know you sense this, as I do, <br />but it's easier to pretend. <br />Saying it would make it real <br />and you'd run away and hide from me. <br /> <br />So I'll try and keep the flood gates closed <br />and be content that you let me be, <br />Just your friend.<br /><br />Ralph Acosta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-friends-22/
