He was the only reason
that kept me feeling love.
He helped me see
all the joys in life.
He helped me move on
when my heart was broken.
Picked me up when
my whole world was shattered.
He knew all the right words
to say and when to use them.
He knew when I needed
to be alone or needed company.
He seemed to be the only one
who knew me inside and out.
I always loved him even
when we first met, I knew.
Now we're 7 years older
and I still feel passion for him.
He and only he can make my day
hug me the right way and give me that perfect grin.
Oh his eyes, how could
I forget, perfect emeralds.
He looks at me and his eyes shine
and I know everything will be okay.
I dream at night that he holds
me with such passion.
And each morning
I am greeted with that kiss.
But he's just my best friend
I wonder if he'll know how I feel.