She was with him and he with her, Like parallel lines, they really were. One loved the other but couldn't tell, Likes they were, but they could not repel.
Curious they were about each other, Like when a child sees another. Strongly anxious yet hesitant, Innocent it was, something prevalent.
It was special, that exact moment. Better than love or any sort of romance. Friends they were and they loved each other, He looked at her, like he looked into the mirror.
And looking into the mirror he cried, She came up to him from behind and wiped them off his cheeks! <3