Loving You Isn't The Answer…
As I sit here dreaming of we could be I realize the folly of humans desiring things they can't have is embodied by me.
I told myself I'd work hard start with an early grind but thoughts of you continue to permeate my mind.
I go back to sleep just so I can dream about your smiling face, but I'm smart enough to know in real life it's be a useless chase.
To take a long walk across a beach in out of my reach, because when we talk I feel like I'm just a leech.
Leeching your time better spent working on yourself, especially considering I wouldn't be able to take care of you since I don't have an abundance of wealth.
Is it stupid for me to desire you as a lover? Even though I know you have another, even though I know you could only see me at most as a brother.
The idea rips my heart to shreds but if it would save you any headache and pain I'd gladly give mine instead.
I told myself never again would I fall into this pitiful trend. But as I find myself falling deeper in love with you I realize I'll never be more than your friend.