Here I am again,
waiting by the phone.

My whole life
waiting -
for that ring,
there to prove
I'm not in this alone.

Watching from a distance
But so close to touch
Speaking with a tone of affection
But never dare to love
Hurting since I am outside the your box
But inside your life
And yet
I find the loneliness beautiful
As I will forever find you
*My Platonic love

There are so many guys,
who think they're the nice guy,
they think girls only date,
*******.

These 'nice guys' will be friends,
with the girl they like,
they will tell them they care,
every time.

They think they're good friends,
they'll ignore all the signs,
that perhaps the girl isn't,
interested.

They'll declare love for the girl,
only to be 'friendzoned',
then they'll go online and,
complain.

They don't want to be friends,
they wanted love,
unfortunately,
they didn't see the love in friendship.

What is it that makes you tick?
You sligh fox, always talking so slick.
What is it that makes you so fine?
I spend all day thinking about how to make you mine.
What is it that draws me to you?
You make me feel so high, I can't function at this altitude.
What is it about you that makes me feel?
My illusion of you makes me think this could be real.
Maybe it's the way you aimlessly walk my way.
Maybe it's for the simple fact that your smile can make my day.
Maybe I'm just crazy to actually think,
that I too, can make your heart sink.
Maybe I'm in to deep,
and now I can't help but over think.
I over think your actions and words.
I just can't help it,
This unknown grey area is definatley getting on my nerves.