She is beautiful.
Her eyes, grey blue, like a partly cloudy sky.
Her skin, flawed but gorgeous.
Her smile shines brighter than gold itself.
I’d give all the riches in the world to hear her laugh.
I love her.
And yet I cannot have her.
She was a childhood friend.
And now she’s off dating
Many guys, each seemingly worse than the last.
Making it painfully obvious she’s straight.
If only she knew.
If only.