With days and days of thinking,
trying to figure out what to write
I finally finished my poem
that I was going to publish tonight.
It was self-inspired and
I figured out the end,
but then I accidentally lost the page
And I swear I almost died.
Until I figured out what it meant
that I wasn't at the end.
I had time to change my poem
and it was never meant to be seen.
It was more like a journal entry
for me to figure out me.

Lost, frozen, stuck in time
Admiring, adoring, wishing you were mine.
I don't know what to say, or how to act
You are the most precious person ever, that's a fact.

This new feeling caught me off guard
and I don't know what to do.
I forget how to act like myself
because of you.
It's not love yet, but I'm falling for you
And oh how I wish you fall for me too.

With a few words I damaged the best friendship I've ever had.
I didn't want it to end, but it is as good as gone.
I just wanted to put it on hold, but who does that?

Simple I do.

It just took a few words too.
I'm really going to miss you.