Classic nerd.
Thick-framed glasses.
Mole on his cheek.
That weird walk that he has.
That funny look that he has.
Girls would pity him,
But never be with him.

But I was drawned.
Like a moth to a flame.
I always had a thing for shy guys.
The way they bow their heads in a crowd.
Don't get me started on that tight smile.
I would kiss him that instant.

It wasn't hard pulling him in.
We all knew he was looking for a fairytale,
All I had to do was be in it.

And things were fine for a while.
Being in the love bubble.
But I guess the bubble thinned or burst and I noticed the snickers, I noticed the stares.
I noticed his flaws.
And it was hard not to care.

I grew cold.
So cold.
Was it society? Was it me? Or was it him?
And I broke his fragile heart.
I broke his fragile heart.

As if life hadn't done enough already,
I had to add salt to his wounds.
He didn't take it very well.
He was suffering and I knew.

Staring into nothing.
His walk was slow.
Everybody could see,
He loved me so.

And which was better might I ask?
To never have known love at all?
Or to have loved and lost.

We've been friends a long time.

I know your secrets, and you know mine.

Sometimes I think,
 I like you a lot.
Sometimes I think,
 Maybe not.

When I’m with you,
Hearts don’t flutter

Tummy don’t rumble

Yet,

Yet.

Maybe not yet.

Maybe not ever.

Maybe that’s the kind of love we are.

The graph which shows my love for you,

Goes up and down like Mountain Dew.
That doesn’t make sense,

Just like us.

Never too close, never too far.

What are we meant to be?

Just friends til eternity?

Our secrets keep us apart, 

But yet, you’re close at heart.

#friendzone