They Say

They say we're perfect for each other,
that he looks at me in a special way.
They say there's something going on between us,
but we deny all accusations and say nay.

"We're just friends," we tell them.
They say that it's a lie.
We laugh to ease the guilty knots from our throats,
and from me escapes a small sigh.

They say we act as if we're together,
but we won't own up to it.
If we pretend we're only friends then we avoid complications.
They don't know when to quit.

They still say we're perfect for each other.
We still deny all accusations and say nay.
We know we're lying, but we won't admit it.
Love's kind of funny that way.

(c) Mary Barren