I wish to hold your hand in a feather light grip

A dream of butterfly kisses on each others cheeks

A want to hear " I really like you" from your lips

After all, four words are worth more than just three

But even though I may still only be your friend, your laughter and smiles directed at me still makes my heart skip a beat

When I see you after a long time I want to just wrap my arms around you and give you a tight hug, but I feel such joy from just a high five

And when ypu compliment me on my art, my writing, my being me? Oh how I wish I could tell you how I feel without the anxiety sewing shut my lips

That's why when we say goodbye, I'll still think " I really like you." As a friend...

And something much more