*not exactly a poem. just more a message. also a little venting and thought processing.*
We have become so close.
It's insane how much we talk.
I couldn't care more about you.
I'm not sure what you'd call us.
Good friends maybe.
Though we say we both feel more than that.
It's just not possible now.
But I still wonder.
Will it ever be possible?
I'm not sure.
It's not that I don't want to waste my time
for something that may never happen.
No that's not it at all.
It's that I don't want to keep your life held back.
I don't want to interfere with anything.
Maybe it's best if we aren't quite so close.
I only seem to be causing you pain and trouble.
If you don't want me to go, I won't.
But I need to let you know,
I will let go to set you free.
But I'll still be here if you need me.
