Feelings swirling out of control.
Are we friends or are we more?
This is the question that plagues me still.
The answer leads to internal wars.
Wars between my heart and mind.
My heart now craves to seek you out.
My mind though screams to leave you be.
This emotional typhoon leaves a doubt.
A doubt of myself, and of my acts.
Unsure of which way now to turn,
Unsteady footsteps on which I tread.
Lead me away from what I yearn.
Your friendship and your kindness
My mind shall always seek
And still my heart craves so much more.
Mow that our outcome seems so bleak,
In your hands now lies our fate.
Friends or lovers are we to be?
What you shall choose I cannot say.
All though a friend to you I'll always be.
