I read it once in a book,
Friendship may end in love,
but never love in friendship.

He asked to be my Romeo,
he was too kind to hear my "No".
As time progressed I thought I liked him,
but then I saw acts, quite unlike him.

He was not independent,
that I let go.
He was too protective,
to that I say NO.

I am a strong person,
I am independent,
you may be sweet,
But I'm sorry your weak.

I'd know the feeling if we were meant to be,
but please understand you're not the one for me.

Please, try and see.
We were just made to be friends,
you and me.