Unspoken dreams of Love

 I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with,

The one you take into your arms and into your bed,

And into the private world you keep trapped in your head.

I want to be that kind of friend.


I want to be the one who sees the colors in your dreams,

Who listens to the stories that your silence often means.

I long to be the whisper that soothes your restless nights,

To hold you close and guide you towards the morning light.


I memorize your laughter, the way your eyes ignite,

The curve of your smile, how it glows so bright.

I trace the lines of your face, each freckle, every sigh,

Hoping that one day, you'll see me in a different light.


But you, you see me only as a friend, nothing more,

A companion to share secrets, to laugh with, to adore.

I watch as you chase others, while I stand by your side,

Hiding all the feelings that I struggle to confide.


I want to be the one who knows each shiver of your skin,

To feel your heartbeat's rhythm, the warmth from deep within.

Yet here I am, your shadow, your confidant, your friend,

Dreaming of a love that may never begin.


So I write these words, a poem of unspoken dreams,

Of love that's hidden in the spaces between the seams.

I'll cherish every moment, every laugh, every tear,

For even if we're just friends, at least I have you near

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