Lovers and friends

I can’t stand being ignored. I call and text and get no response but yet you’re always on your phone. But I can always be available at your disposal. Now I know what I got myself into, I didn’t and I won’t forget. I thought I made it clear that this is where I stand. I just hope you don’t forget that we were once just friends, I value our friendship and I don’t want to lose that.

This is so wrong but yet it feels so right. Your sweet kisses, your soft hands against my skin and your warm embrace. I can’t let this go. Hahaha what the hell am I saying? You’re just a sweet fantasy that’s been chained in my memory. My flesh desires you but that will never be, my will, I thought I had ownership of it, my heart already belongs to him but YOU seem to have complete control over my mind. 

What we started is a dangerous game, sparked a flame that will grow into a wildfire. What feels so good but so wrong. I don’t want to stop this. I’d hate to ruin what we’ve got. I guess I can call you my rock, my security, my confidant….That would be accurate once you can open up and tell me how you feel. You are my friend, my buddy, my punk, my joker, I’ve never had such a fun friendship until I met you. We have such a split personality towards each other—fun crazy and wild alone; cool calm and collective in public. I have fallen in love with what this has become (whatever it is), but please don’t get too attached. I Just need you to answer the got damn phone!