Not Just A Friend.

I craved you, longed
to hold you, wanted
you to want me.
You told me that you
could not, and therefore
would not, reciprocate the
feelings I had for you.

Ross, my friend, you are
the kind of man a girl
could easily adore. Our
friendship is the same
as it always was, but
now I call you 'brother',
not just a friend.

You are a lovely man,
and I'll never forget
the summer of 2010.
Thank you.

Written by Jay Dawson 13/07/10