It was a long time coming- you and I
The cards had it written out, and planted in the stars
Were the reasons why.
Someone of the same nature, but never did I see just how
Special you came to be-
With constant banter and a shoulder to use at
Your expense, I never thought I could see this as
A           romance
Maybe this dream is too big for the both of us, indeed.
Or maybe love isn't what we writers make it out to be.
All I know is that this world we both live in would seem
A lot smaller, simpler, less time consuming if I could spend
It at your side- however, ideal is not practical and I have made
It more than clear that I see you as a friend, never a companion
Or someone dear.
So, as I bid this oath to rest, let my final words detach as dandelion
Petals do; and make a story of us somewhere new