Bestfriend
You knock on my door in the middle of the night
I let you in and you hug me tight
You cry in front of me and tell me you’re over
I tell you it’s okay, you lay your head on my shoulder
Things have always been this way
You come to me and I make you feel okay
I’ve always been there to give you a hand
Coz I’m, as you always say, your “friend”
You tell me the things the two of you do
You say how much she really means to you
I listen whole-heartedly with a smile on my face
Although secretly, I’m wishing it was me in her place
You inform me when you and her go out on a date
And you whimper about her coming in a little late
I’ve always wondered what is it she has as a plus
When I know I can always love you better than she does
You tell me everytime the two of you kiss
You count the things she has that you miss
I just listen, coz I know there’s nothing else I can do
But secretly dream I am that one with you…
You asked me how much you mean to me
I answered you with not-so-pure honesty
I told you I’d be happy wherever you may be
But I’m not, coz you’re happy with her, not with me…
You told me you found out her love wasn’t real
And I cried coz I knew how betrayed you feel
I can’t do anything but give you a light back pat
As I secretly whisper “I won’t hurt you like that…”
And now, for the zillionth time, you’re coming to me
Telling me you love her but you’re setting her free
Listen, coz I’ve been dying to ask this one thing in my head
Don’t you see that I love you; can’t you just love me instead?
Copyright © Clarissa Olalo | Year Posted 2008
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