My friend..

Here lately it seems like you're always there

Suddenly I realized that I'm starting to care.

You make me laugh, we argue and we fight,

But my feelings are changing and my heart is growing light.

For hours upon hours we talk about nothing

But secretly to me it's all starting to mean something.

It's strange that I can express my feelings this way.

When you read this you'll ask me and I'm not sure what to say.

So this poem is for you, the one who makes me smile.

I'm thankful you're my friend, if only for a while.

 

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

This sounds to me like a growing affection. Nice poem, WhoaitSarah.