indeed friends cannot be lovers

eyes so chinky, so expressive, so deep..
he twinkles, he stares, his artistic gaze..
smile so perfect, so cute, so rare..
he smirks, he laughs, his funny craze..

he made you like him even more..
made you dream of him while walking along the shore..
forgetting that you and him would not create a meaning..
don't react, don't interfere, don't even bother insisting..

face so pale, so soft, so calm..
he cracks jokes, he makes faces, his crazy acts..
frame so slim, so sleek, so tall
he sings, he whistles, his never ending facts..

every minute, every hour, makes you think of him, only him..
on the bus, on the way to work, while dreaming, he just never dim..
how you wish you could always see him, talk to him, feel his touch..
it can't be helped because day by day you miss him so freakin much..

scent so nice, so good, so gentle
he squints, he moves in stealth, his little secrets..
voice so plain, so humble, so sweet
he whispers, he shouts, his nonstop stories..

over the phone you share your hilarious moments
breaking the dawn won't stop you leaving comments
you're getting attached and starting to feel the so called L.O.V.E.
for him you're just a friend, in terms of love and relationship, he cannot have..

you keep on falling to your friend and end up failing
but don't you worry, it's gonna be just fine to practice waiting..
you just really have to believe in the saying that..
indeed friends cannot be lovers.. :(