My friend might look through
The photos of you on your Twitter feed
And make a verbal comment like,
"****, aren't they hot?"
And I wouldn't say anything.
For while yes, anyone could call you
Conventionally attractive,
I find it is not
Your perfectly chiseled jaw
Nor your pristinely muscled bare chest
That hold my eye,
Not while my attention could better be put to use
Looking at your actions, your words,
Being pretty is one thing,
But that is not what I may wish for,
Because whenever you write something,
The wisdom in your words
Is like poetry
In all its honesty.
Someone comments, "don't you just
Wanna kiss them?"
And honestly. . . Not really
But
That doesn't mean
I don't wish
For something.

I want
To have deep and meaningful
Conversations with you,
About philosophy, or heteronormativity,
I want to challenge you
With insane and sickening moral dilemmas,
Get you to pronounce f-
If you've ever heard the word before

When you cry,
I want to be there
To make your tears go away,
And kick the **** of the *******
Who broke your heart
Like some overprotective big sister
(Even if I am almost 10 years younger than you,
What of it?)

I want to respect and uphold you,
Give you dating advice to find someone
Who will respect and uphold you more.
I want to be brutally honest
When you show me how you dress for a date,
I want to tell you
How ******* flawless and gorgeous
You are with that new haircut
And how anyone saying otherwise is blind

I want you to accidentally say something
Mildly offensive
So I can tell you just how wrong you are
I want to accidentally say something
Mildly offensive
So you can lecture me
On just how wrong I am

I wish to be able to trust you
To stop me from falling off a cliff
And in return I
Will be your knight in shining denim
Come the zombie apocalypse
Or just some creep in the bar

I want to tell you how much you matter
While also feeling way too awkward to ever
Say something so explicitly romantic
I want you to feel like you can say anything
While needing you to know that you don't have to say anything

I want to know you
And I want you to know me

And who knows, maybe one day
I can love you as something more,
But here and now,
I just really wish we could be friends.

So if I stumble when speaking,
I'm not lovestruck
I'm just nervous
Because I have a habit of befriending people
W a a y cooler than I am
And I know that's not much of a difficulty
So
Would you be friends with me?