Why do I dream of you?
Of cuddling, and spooning,
and smiling as your hair
wildly covers my face?
Why do I think of you?
And only smile, even while
you hurt me with your silence
and chasing other dreams?
Why do I hope for you,
to realize I love your eyes
and smile and heart
and adore your spirit?
Why do I care for you?
The stars are aligned to always remind
me that it will never be
for you and me.
And yet I believe
that someday, someway
our friendship will blossom
and dreams can come true.