I know that we are just friends
But when you walk into the room,
A smile creeps across my face.
It comes from nowhere
And it won't leave;
Not until you're gone.

When you sit down next to me,
My heart starts to pound;
How can you not hear it?

Our talks end up blocking others out;
We enter a world, a world all our own.
We talk about everything and nothing
All at the same time.

But most of all
What I must confess
Is this:

Every time we touch;
An accident,
A tap on the shoulder,
A brush on the leg,
A brush of the arm,
Or the hand,
A squeeze of the hand,
Or a tap on the leg,
To say hello
Or even goodbye,
My heart beats as fast as a train;
My hands become all clammy;
Words take a while to form;
Butterflies fill my stomach,
Churning my innards.
How, I wonder,
How can you not see?
Isn't it written across my face?!

I know we're just friends,
But I wish we were so much more.