She is keeping me up tonight. She’s done this lots of times. We tell each other we are friends. We know each other lies. We’re more than that, I want her bad, but to be good to me. I need her love, she could be enough; Maybe she could make me happy. I want to grow old with her, But my existence has become a blur. I knew her long ago, but I want her to feel like my first. I want the fear, the excitement, the nervousness of a kiss. I want to tell her how I feel, But I don’t know if she is his. Is she alone? Does she want my love? Does she know I need her touch? I need to hold her in my arms, For I am charmed by all her charms.