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Dear friend

You don’t know how much you mean to me

To you, I must not mean a thing

I’m nothing but a supporting character

I’m nothing but a missed call or two

I don’t mean to be rash

Maybe I should think before I speak

But then I’d never speak at all

What I’m trying to say is

You make me feel like no one has before

I usually don’t rush into things

But then again

I usually don’t fall in love either

I feel sick to my stomach

I can’t even say it out loud

I can’t tell you how I feel

This isn’t happening

I swear to God, this is not happening to me

I love you far too much to lose you

If I lost you my heart would shatter

None of the king’s men

Could piece it back together

I don’t think it’s really sunk in yet

The fact that one day I have to tell you all this
Because I don’t think I could keep it inside

It’s not the kind of love that sends vibrations down my spine

It’s the kind of love that makes me sick, sick

Shakes me to my core

Grips me till I’m blue

Doesn’t let me go

Dear friend

I just want to be friends

Damn it!

I just want to be friends!

You’re such a terrible friend

You’d be worse as anything more

Wouldn’t you?

I tell myself you would

I don’t care if it’s true

I can’t want you

I can’t need you

Dear friend

I don’t want to be your friend

I want to be your everything

I wish you weren’t mine