In my waking thoughts and dreams
I'm haunted not by the things that won't,
but by the things that could be
Haunted because they'll never be for you & me .
I see the way she lights up your face
and I am happy for you and so sad for myself
I think about you at home at work on my way to work on my way to the store and then I torture myself some more with
thoughts of how much she must be making you laugh right now
I get a hold of myself & wonder, how could I feel this way about a friend?
I can't be in love with a friend
I can't resent my friend.
It hurts to watch the way you & I unknowingly became us
happen all over again with someone new
you said you'd never do it
you asked me how could you fall for a friend
as if it was a stupid question
I see the signs ,I can feel the feelings you deny
Watching it happen again with anyone but me kills me inside
But I am your friend
She is your friend
She's my friend.
I want you guys to be happy;
even if that means my happiness will cease to exist.