Never think of me with regret
We will leave unspoken that connection
And remain as we were,
Barely even friends.
Why am I so sad?
I have lost, really, so very little
We were never close
I was too afraid to examine the reasons why.
I would love to claim you as my friend
To tell you now, how you delight me
How the twist of your smile
Makes my insides spin
How I want to move against you
And feel your hands press
Around the curve of my spine.
But these are not the thoughts of a friend
We are not, and never will be
Anything of the sort.
What will we be?
Please, not awkward strangers
Regretting a night I would rather relive.