To see her walking near
to see her deep brown eyes
to listen to her tender, soft voice
to hug her with deep despair
to listen closely as she talks
to smell her dark brown hair
to know shes just a friend
and always out of reach
and to know thats all we'll ever be
to care for her so
and to wish for her,
think of her,
wait for her
all to be just friends
to have someone to talk to when needed most,
a shoulder to cry on
one in which to confide,
a best friend,
the best friend,
always a best friend
someone to be there for
to know I'll always have at least this friend
someone to help
someone to know
but to always want
but always out of reach
