Falling In Love With My Best Friend

It was a casual July evening I was with my bestie, Jake. There was a tiny campfire, showing our faces he wore a Hawaiian shirt I had a pink orchid in my hair I did not mean to fall in love with him, but how could I not? When Jake ook out the ukulele and sang, I was a goner His hazel eyes had a sparkle I had never seen before Had it been there all along? Is this something I had missed for the past six years? It mattered not now It was summer We were on a Hawaiian beach A terrific place to fall deeply in love with my best friend Shangri-la