What's Before Me All Along

She's no longer my sweetest friend feelings, of knowing there must be something more, something, invades my mind, sparks never end etched onto my brain, leading me, I'm certain, sure Continually, she sees me as her lover, isn't it all so extra-ordinary, how things do greatfull, matters of a heart, turn-out from friend to, my love at such a time of troubles, to when it's O' so right Before, I was full of more heart-akes of nowhere, clinging to emptiness along love found or lost, ready to be alone with life, endless fear so near, once fond soul, gratefully for what's before me all along