I thought i knew you,
I guess not.
everything was good ,
or so it seemed.
I should have seen right past you,
but my eyes could not.
I shouldn't have decieved myself,
into thinking there was a chance.
A chance of something,
something more than just a friend.
But, in reality,
Even a friend was too much to ask.
I tried and tried
for days on end
and all i got was the thing most dreaded,
the silence you wish would be broken
the peace you wish would end,
Even a fight would be better
than loosing you.
that thought you thought was most valued to you
turns to dust
and all over what
JUST A SILLY CRUSH