Things you do to me

A poem about the thin white line between friendship and relationship

You can tell me anything
Without hesitating

Your arms are warm
My heart is torn

The laughter
The fighting

What’s the matter?
Now I’m crying

But the clock stands still
And the phone never rings

Remember how your eyes met mine
I think it was just in time

Remember you swinging me
I just let it be

But I’m a ghost, and you see right through me
Have dreams every night about what we could be

Take a rock and throw it at my window
Take you best shot with a bow and arrow

Will you hold me tight
Even if it's out of spite

Your screeching guitar
Matches my heart

I hope you don’t hurt me you see
That’s the worst thing you do to me

Author's Note

I wrote this a few years ago at a confusing time in my life. Hope you guys like it.

Reviews

[Kent Rawski]

So is this for the guys out there who never seem to have a chance thanks for letting us in to see the other side to see where we could become what you expect us to be isn't life interesting enough without romance lol

[Talia]

Depends on the person lol
But thanks for reading!

[Fairy Khan]

It’s an honest and a good write.

[Crosby Idasa]

Nice, you did well with your pen...

[Lyrically Inclined]

Friends with benefits! Nice write