Emotional Imbalance

My knees get weak- As you whisper; Sweet nothings in my ear. I start to shiver At the words delivered, Our fate becoming clear. You caress my skin, Leaving trails of kisses; Every place you touch. My breath deepens- As your mouth meets mine. The pleasure is getting to be too much. Our passion is apparent. Our kisses become rhythm. Our love becomes a song. I could never really fathom, How these feelings could be; So wrong. Now I sit and think, Of how it had to end. Our closeness is slowly dying. If I said that I could forget about you- this feeling of being safe; I know that I would be lying. Every time I see you, I want to press your body to mine; I want to hold you tight. I love you- Even though I know that; You can't be- 'Mr. Right'. So the struggle continues; I'll always love you- Until the end. It kills me to know... that you can't think of me; as nothing but a friend.