to the west of here
promising clouds are forming
they'll gift needed rain

the sun reclines
another dawning has past
day is drawing down

Driving me to madness
All is set to burn
I find myself playing with matches
Waiting my turn
Although at times it gets relentless
The passion is irresistible
I could claim that I hate it
but cant help but love the thrill

in the black mat sky
a full lunar orb doth drift
over the island

I can lay
right next to you
and never touch you

I can see you smile
from across the room
without kissing you

I can watch you
leave the room
and resist hugging you goodbye

But sometimes
when I'm next to you
you have to ask me to move away

Because for a few minutes
I let fantasy get confused with reality
and I lean against you during a movie

And it's so warm
your arm and mine, touching
for that minute I'm at peace

But when you ask
of course I make room
Because I don't want you to feel uncomfortable

And if you weren't my friend
I would probably try it
just once, to know what it would be like to kiss you

But ideally,
I'll get over this
and when I am, we'll still be friends

So in the meantime
I try not to think about kissing you
and I only hug you when I have reason to

What I'm saying is
I will do what I can
to keep myself sane and our friendship intact

But just know
that with every look I give
I wish I could give so much more.