Time goes by, and still nothing has changed.
I would rather be locked up and tied with chains, than hear the sound of your voice say her freaking name.
Nothing bothers me more than knowing you only look at me as a friend.
But wait,
The fact that you always come and talk about your "Girl Problems"
That's something I hate.
I'm learning to accept that we will never be.
But its going to take some time.
Because to you I'm just another girl in line.
That just happens to be your bestfriend.
I want nothing more than to see you smile.
But the look of joy on your face, I haven't seen that in a while.