The friendship we once had,
Blooming every second of every day
Nutured into but the perfect thing
And as it comes to present
It shrivels up, dieing a slow death

For feelings now revealed
Cannot not be ignored
But nor can they be acted upon
So where does it lead us?
Should we fight temptation
Or let it break our walls

The feelings gathered over time
Can simply not be forgotten
Nuturing them as we did our friendship
And as each day passed, they grew stronger
As did we

But then again as you said
It could be overreaction
The heart is a fragile thing
It does not cause pain
Where pain is not wanted

You are a wonderful person,
Sweet, caring and kind
We are only but mere mortals
Doing what we can to survive
And leaning on friends when we need a hand.

I love you and care for you greatly, (You know who you are) And I never
want to -not- be friends with you.
-bearhugs-

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Solis, in the year 437 AD.