He buttons up his shirt,
Heaves a sigh,
And leaves for work
Haunted by his feelings for you.
His heart is weak
Where the darkness hurt him,
But just one one your smiles
Shattered darkness's grip.
He drives down the quiet roads
With nothing to hold his mind
Except for thoughts of you.
He wonders what he did right
To deserve you as a friend,
and what he did wrong
To love you so much,
and know he has no chance.
His mind says
"At least you're friends,"
But his heart cries
"NO!-
It's not alright to be just friends
When you love her more than words
Could ever show."
So he presses on,
Hoping she'll see the light
Before it's too late.
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