I walk past her everywhere.
She's my best friend, but I wished
we were more.
We hang out everyday at my house.
Alone, of course.
We laugh and gossip and do our
Eat popcorn and watch comedy movies.
She'll do my hair and make up as
if we were kids. Her gentle strokes
through my brown mane.
I fantasize about her touch.
Her gorgeous lips and beautiful hazel
The way she walks I watch her everytime.
When she catches me I pretend nothing
One day I'll get her sweet lips