Slowly walk me through why you're not mine,
I mean you look at me as though I've owned your heart for years.
Your actions, geez where do I even start?
Maybe the way you talk to me, you stare at me like my eyes are the ****** milky way.
You kiss me like "I was air and you were drowning"
You need me in the most desperate subtle **** breathtaking way it's awe inspiring I tell you.
Your touch! Good God your touch ignites fire , it awakens dormant senses, I mean it's a sincerely playful unconditional ***** lustful genuine sheet gripping lower lip biting kind of touch.
And still after all this I crown the title "friend"
Give me a chance to accept the love you involuntarily offer without your verbal confirmation.
No, I'm not jumping into conclusions  I'm simply opening your eyes to what could be.
You could be mine, and I yours..
Well and then there's that whole issue of how you describe my existence to your surroundings. "She's out of this world, I can't even believe she is content with our friendship"
You **** fool, I'm not out here giving you the perfect version of me only for you to park me in the friendzone.
I'm not the type that constantly aspires to step up the ladder when it comes to such levels, I know my place and will stay there or walk out for good.
Don't hide behind friendship if it's my clothes you want to rip off in order to have a seat saved in my heart.
Argh I know it's not just my flesh that flips the switch with you, you seek depth and you drown with me.
Don't miss out on me coz you were afraid to face what you felt..
Feel and I'll give you free access to eternal contentment.
I was never your friend, you assumed you were mine. You not!
I won't tell you again and believe me I won't bother asking anymore but go to sleep knowing that I was never your friend, I loved you from the beginning and am wholeheartedly willing to become the stranger I was once.