You and I were meant to be.
A perfect match, everyone thought.
We were the best of friends.
Always together, laughing, smiling.
Loving your friend is a hazard.
I was afraid to love you, afraid to lose you.
You were afraid to love me, afraid of rejection.
In circles we went, around and around.
It soon became obviously clear.
Sparks were flying and we had energy.
But you were still afraid of me.
Why couldn't you just love me so I could see?
We missed each other somehow.
Our paths crossed the wrong way.
I should have told you how I felt,
and maybe we'd be together today.
Now, when I see you, I cringe a little.
Painful memories flood my head.
I wish we could just be friends,
Even if you left my heart slightly cracked.
