I used to think love was the best
To have friends enriches life
So many fun memories; people to laugh with
To share your feelings with; to have them shared with you
Yet I am now beginning to wonder; now that I’ve tasted it
Sweet on the outside; yet I fear the core is bitter
To have feelings for a friend that aren’t returned hurts
To want to just see them all the time; normally
Yet if they don’t want that; it hurts
For your mind to be in constant turmoil over how they love you
If they don’t want to hear you say it.....
There are so many rules; spoken or unspoken
When there shouldn’t be; you’re just friends
For them to have so many secrets; to keep things from you
When you tell them everything
There comes a point where you say
Is it worth it?
To go through the emotional stress of friendship
I am beginning to think not
That it’s better to only have casual relationships
The ones where love doesn’t play a part
That it’s better to keep your secrets to yourself
Your feelings
Because in the end, who else can you really trust?
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