Everytime you touch me, I feel it.
Everytime you look at me, I see.
Everytime my friends stare I know.
The fact is you're in love with me.
Those longing eyes, wishing for me.
The love glowing in them behind the walls.
The smile you flash everytime I'm near.
The sound of your voice over calls.
The gentle way you pull me close.
The way I get you to playfully fight.
All those times you sit right next to me.
And the times we talked through the night.
It's how you claim me, I'm your dork.
The way you never leave my side.
It's the way your family meets me.
What your body language doesn't hide.
All these things prove your in love with me.
I love you, too, but not in that way.
You're like a brother to me, the best kind.
I'm sorry that this is all I have to say.
Prove this love to another, they'd be lucky.
To have you as their lover, their soul mate,
As I cannot ever be yours, I belong to another.
Please don't be sad, please don't hate.
