Just Friends

 

Sliding down the bathroom door

the tears coming faster

than i can hold them in.

My heart aches horribly

a mixture of pure joy and sorrow.

How did I let myself fall again?

 

Laying on the bathroom floor,

the cold tiles pressed to my cheek

The tears won’t stop,

they come harder.

The tiles, the only

solid thing I feel

for you have me falling.

 

My mind going over

the lines you write,

like they were written for me.

But they weren’t.

Your ache is for her.

For we are just friends.

Just friends.

The tears come harder than before.

 

You’re the best

thing that has happened to me

In far too long.

But we are just friends.

And there is nothing

I can cherish more than that.

 

When there’s

no more tears to come

I pick myself up 

wiping away the evidence

of my heart ache.

My nose red, my lashes wet.

I run my fingers

through my curls

and convince myself I’m fine.

 

As I come out,

I feel my heart longing for you

in a way that I’ll never have.

But I can cherish

nothing more than

having you around,

even if its only as a friend.

Because you are as good as they come.