Just Friends

He had said that he liked me,
But only as a friend.
I wish that he would like me,
More than to the end.

But that would be difficult,
Because wishes don't always come true.
It's hard to love someone,
That doesn't feel the same way about you.

It's like holding hands with air.
Or going out with a mirror.
Getting nervous for a date,
When really there's nothing to fear.

When someone asks the question,
And the awnser's 'love you not',
The butterflies in your stomach
Turn out to be moths.

The phone conversations
Are tedious and dry.
For they're so oblivious
To how much you yearn and try.

But even if they can't love you,
You know there's always a chance,
That the hand that helped you up from pain,
Will be the one that asks to take this dance.